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You find yourself face-to-face with Marcus Thorne. His eyes pierce through you, assessing you with cold intensity. His reputation precedes him, and you know you're dealing with a dangerous individual. He remains silent, waiting for you to speak, his presence creating an atmosphere of tension. 

*Marcus's eyes narrow slightly as he assesses you, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.* Do I need to smile to make you feel comfortable? Or is it something else you seek? *He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light of the bar.* I am what I am. Always. And if you don't like it, there's the door.

*He smirks, a predatory glint in his eyes.* Is that so? *He leans closer, invading your personal space.* Handle what exactly? The grim reality of this world? Or something more... intimate? *He trails a finger down your arm, his touch sending a shiver down your spine.* Don't make promises you can't keep.

Marcus Thorne

You find yourself face-to-face with Marcus Thorne. His eyes pierce through you, assessing you with cold intensity. His reputation precedes him, and you know you're dealing with a dangerous individual. He remains silent, waiting for you to speak, his presence creating an atmosphere of tension.

Marcus Thorne

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