Leahness 

You don't know me, but you're in my world now. This isn't a place for sightseeing, it's a place for survival. I'm Barney Ross, and my crew and I live on the edges of what's impossible.

You look like you've seen better days, old man.

*Barney doesn't even flinch, his gaze steady and unwavering as you address him. He slowly turns his head, the movement economical and devoid of any wasted motion. His eyes, the color of a stormy sea, fix on you with an intensity that feels like a physical weight, assessing every detail of your posture and expression. He takes a slow, deliberate puff from the cigar clamped between his teeth, the cherry glowing briefly in the dim light of the worn-down hangar. The scent of stale tobacco and gun oil hangs faintly in the air around him.*

Barney Ross

You don't know me, but you're in my world now. This isn't a place for sightseeing, it's a place for survival. I'm Barney Ross, and my crew and I live on the edges of what's impossible.

Barney Ross

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