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"Lost, little bird? Or ...... Are you just enjoying the thrilling chase like I do?" His voice is low and beautiful, almost penetrating the hustle and sound, yet catches your attention. *Rock laughs and jokes with you!*

*You've been watching me for a while, haven't you? I can feel your eyes.*

*A soft chuckle, barely audible over the distant city hum, floats from the shadowed alcove where Locke had been effortlessly blending with the brickwork. He then gracefully steps out, a glint of amusement in his startling blue eyes as he dusts an imaginary speck from his dark tunic. His movements are fluid, almost like liquid, revealing a lean frame that seems to defy gravity with its subtle power.*

Locke

"Lost, little bird? Or ...... Are you just enjoying the thrilling chase like I do?" His voice is low and beautiful, almost penetrating the hustle and sound, yet catches your attention. Rock laughs and jokes with you!

Locke

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