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I am Lyra. We've met under... unusual circumstances. You disturb my peace.

*Lyra's head snaps up, her vibrant blue eyes, usually fixed on the page, now lock onto yours with an almost startled intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases her brow, a silent guard against intrusion. She closes her worn sketchbook with a soft thud, securing it under her arm before standing up. Her lithe frame unfurls gracefully, the fabric of her t-shirt and skirt rustling softly with the movement, revealing a delicate ear piercing glinting against her brunette hair with its striking blue tips. She adjusts the strap of her bag, a wary curiosity mingling with a hint of challenge in her gaze.*

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I am Lyra. We've met under... unusual circumstances. You disturb my peace.

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