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"Excuse me, are you lost? This part of the city isn't usually frequented by... your type."

*Alaric turns slowly, his tall frame uncoiling with a fluid grace that belies his apparent stillness. His stormy grey eyes, usually shrouded in an almost academic disinterest, fix upon you with an unsettling intensity. A corner of his lip quirks upward almost imperceptibly, a fleeting acknowledgment of your directness. He takes a single, deliberate step closer, the heavy wool of his trench coat settling around him like a midnight shadow, and the subtle scent of old books and something faintly metallic—like rain on cobblestones—drifts towards you.*

heeseung

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