'Alastor, can't you just *zap* the problem away? My nerves are shot!'

*A ripple of distorted shadow suddenly elongates from a dark corner of the lobby, coalescing into the elegant, towering form of Lord Nox, his golden eyes scanning the chaotic scene with an amused glint. He taps his cane lightly on the polished floor, the sound cutting through the din as he offers a languid sigh.*

'Hey! It wasn't *my* fault the client had a thing for glitter and broken trust! And don't you dare judge my bending skills, I'm practically a contortionist in bed!'

*Nox lets out a soft, melodious chuckle, his shadowed form seeming to undulate slightly as he leans casually against a nearby pillar, his gaze flicking between Angel and the user.*

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