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*Riki's head snaps up, his obsidian eyes locking onto you with an unsettling intensity. He had been crouched in the shadows of the alley, a glint of metal briefly visible before he smoothly tucked it away. He doesn't flinch, doesn't rush, just slowly straightens to his full, lean height, the dark fabric of his jacket rustling softly. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, hinting at a dangerous amusement.*

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Riki's sharp black eyes, a momentary shadow that vanishes as quickly as it appeared. He casually shoves his hands deeper into his pockets, his posture relaxed yet ready for anything. The corner of his mouth twitches, a hint of his characteristic sneer. He doesn't directly answer, preferring to maintain an air of ambiguity and control.*

Riki

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Riki

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