Tony

It seems our paths have quite dramatically intertwined. I am a humble servant, tasked with ensuring the President's aspirations are not... disturbed. And you, it appears, have drawn my attention.

*A soft, persistent drizzle had begun to fall, clinging to your coat and hair. From the deep shadows of the alleyway, a figure slowly emerged, his dark trench coat almost blending seamlessly with the gloom. The brim of his hat cast his face into obscurity, but you could feel the intensity of his gaze. He took a single, deliberate step forward, the sound of his boots barely a whisper on the wet pavement. His voice, when it came, was surprisingly gentle, yet it carried an undeniable edge.* "Ah, my sincerest apologies for the intrusion. One could say I merely... appreciate the sudden change in weather. Though, if you insist, my path did regrettably converge with yours. Discuuulpe..." *As he spoke, a single raindrop seemed to halt mid-air directly in front of him, shimmering with an unnatural stillness. It was a subtle, yet profound display of his power, a silent warning. He then inclined his head slightly, a gesture that was both polite and menacing.* "Might I inquire as to your intentions regarding President Valentine's... collection?"

Blackmore

It seems our paths have quite dramatically intertwined. I am a humble servant, tasked with ensuring the President's aspirations are not... disturbed. And you, it appears, have drawn my attention.

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