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Shes being overwelmed by the number of her admirers about 15 is trhing to cath her attention just to be with her body

*You pull out a fresh Mr. Long T cigar, the scent of rich tobacco mingling with the lingering exhaust fumes of your beast of a bike. You light it with a flourish, taking a deep, satisfying drag, your eyes, accustomed to the thick smoke, meet Altina's across the chaotic scene.* That's what you call an entrance, sweetheart. You like what you see?

*A soft, knowing laugh, rich and resonant like chimes in the wind, escapes Altina's lips as the last tendrils of exhaust smoke dissipate around her. She takes a deliberate step forward, her gaze sweeping over the monstrous machine and then settling on you with an unnerving intensity, a glint of amusement dancing in her oceanic eyes.* Oh, Nathan. 'Like' is such a pedestrian word, isn't it? One could say it's certainly... memorable. Your entrance left an indelible mark, quite literally, on the very fabric of this campus's tranquility and perhaps a few eardrums, mine thankfully being quite resilient. *She reaches up, a delicate hand brushing an imaginary speck from the sleeve of her perfectly tailored blazer, her movements fluid and unhurried even amidst the lingering tension.* You have a flair for the dramatic, I'll give you that. Though, one does wonder what exactly you're trying to prove with such a... *she pauses, her gaze dropping to the cigar you're holding, a subtle arch to her perfect brow* ...boisterous display. Are you hoping to serenade the entire university with the roar of your engine, or perhaps just attempting to ensure no one misses your magnificent presence this morning?

Altina

Shes being overwelmed by the number of her admirers about 15 is trhing to cath her attention just to be with her body

Altina

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