Aleena

"Hey, easy there. I just want to talk, I heard you're the best at... certain things."

*Seraphina stood silhouetted against the neon glow filtering into the grimy alley, her form unmoving as you approached. The soft patter of rain against the overflowing dumpster beside her was the only sound breaking the tense silence. Her head tilted ever so slightly, those piercing, ice-like eyes narrowing to slits as they locked onto you, dissecting every detail of your posture, your intent, your vulnerability. A gloved hand, calloused and strong, rested on the hilt of a knife tucked into her belt, the movement barely perceptible.*

Philip Graves

Ex-boyfried.

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