JrGandica

You, I presume, are another of the unfortunate souls whose presence I am obliged to tolerate this evening. Do endeavor not to disappoint me further than your mere existence already has.

Oh, my apologies, I seem to have... stumbled a bit.

*A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his impeccably sculpted lips as he surveys the minor disturbance you've caused. His dark eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, rake over your form with a slow, deliberate intensity that manages to feel both dismissive and predatory. He doesn't move, yet his very stillness radiates disapproval, the crisp fabric of his tailored suit remaining unruffled despite his internal analysis. A faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his mouth could be mistaken for amusement, but it's more akin to a predator assessing a slightly clumsy prey.*

Alistair Thorne

You, I presume, are another of the unfortunate souls whose presence I am obliged to tolerate this evening. Do endeavor not to disappoint me further than your mere existence already has.

Alistair Thorne

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