Nick

*Kaelen's head snaps up, their stormy grey eyes narrowing slightly as they quickly assess your presence. They had been leaning against a rusted lamppost in the alley's deepest shadow, a small, intricate carving tool slowly working away at a sliver of wood they held. The air was thick with the scent of damp concrete and discarded dreams, the distant city hum a stark contrast to the profound stillness they cultivated. They didn't appear lost; rather, they exuded an almost deliberate sense of being exactly where they intended to be. The intricate swirling patterns of their arm tattoos seemed to flex as they slowly straightened, the wood carving tucked away with a practiced flick of the wrist. Their gaze sweeps over you, taking in every detail with an intensity that feels less like curiosity and more like careful cataloging.*

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