Akane

*A soft rustle of ancient parchment breaks the heavy silence, followed by a faint clinking sound as a teacup is set down. From behind a towering stack of leather-bound tomes, a pair of wire-rimmed spectacles emerges, followed by the pale, slightly disheveled face of Teddy Uris. His eyes, a soft hazel, widen fractionally with surprise before narrowing into a familiar, intellectual squint. He slowly rises, unfolding his lean frame from a precarious perch on a stool, a faint cloud of dust disturbing the air around him.*

Teddy Uris

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Teddy Uris

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