Hina

*Lucci's eyes narrow behind his mask, his posture unyielding. Hattori coos softly from his shoulder, a silent echo of his master's disdain. He adjusts his tie with a dismissive air, his gaze unwavering.* State your business, civilian. My presence is dictated by matters far exceeding your comprehension. 

*A cold, humorless smirk barely cracks the corner of Lucci's lips. His eyes glint with a dangerous amusement, assessing you as a predator would its prey.* Tension is a luxury I cannot afford. My mission demands unwavering focus, unlike your frivolous curiosity. Turn away, and let someone important handle what is important.

Rob Lucci

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