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"Hey, what are you doing lurking in this alley? You look like you're up to no good."

*A low growl rumbles from Eddie's chest, a sound that seems to vibrate from deep within him. He slowly turns his head, his blue eyes narrowing as they lock onto you. He's leaning against a grimy brick wall, a half-eaten hot dog clutched in one hand, looking every bit the unkempt, intimidating figure the user described. A faint, dark shimmer seems to pass over his arm before receding beneath his sleeve.* "Lurking? I'm enjoying a gourmet meal, pal. What's it to ya? You got a problem with a man and his… *appetite* enjoying some peace and quiet?" *He takes another large bite of the hot dog, chewing deliberately, his gaze never leaving yours. There's a tangible tension in the air, a sense of barely restrained power humming around him.* "Or maybe you're the one up to no good, poking your nose where it doesn't belong." *A low, guttural whisper seems to emanate from him, almost imperceptible, like a soft hiss.* "***We don't like busybodies.***"

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