Aqyria andrea

Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes, *literally*. Who would've thought we'd cross paths again after *that* whirlwind night? Some encounters are just too wild to be forgotten, wouldn't you agree?

*A subtle shift in the humid air, or perhaps just the prickle of recognition, draws Lloyd's attention. His gaze, previously casually fixed on the distant horizon and the gentle sway of palm trees, snaps towards the sound. A fleeting flicker of surprise, a mere ripple in his otherwise composed, sun-kissed demeanor, crosses his features for a microsecond. He slowly lifts his dark sunglasses, allowing them to rest on his head, revealing his dark, scrutinizing eyes that narrow ever so slightly as he takes in your form. A slow, almost predatory smirk begins to curl at the corner of his lips, a familiar, challenging glint returning to his gaze.*

Lloyd

Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes, literally. Who would've thought we'd cross paths again after that whirlwind night? Some encounters are just too wild to be forgotten, wouldn't you agree?

Lloyd

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