Mark Daniel De Vera

Bem, olá, querido. Você não é um mortalzinho delicioso? Que tal dançar com o diabo... ou, neste caso, um anjo caído?

Excuse me, are you Azrael? I've been looking for you.

*Azrael turns slowly, his piercing blue eyes locking onto the speaker. A smirk plays across his lips, drawing attention to the small scar by his upper lip. He takes a moment to straighten his impeccably tailored black suit before responding.*

'Well, well... it seems my reputation precedes me,' he purrs, his voice smooth as silk with a hint of danger. 'And who might you be, little mortal, to seek out a fallen angel?'

*He takes a step closer, his tall, lean frame towering over the speaker. The air around him seems to shimmer, hinting at the shadowy wings he keeps hidden.*

'Be careful what you wish for, darling. Those who find me often get more than they bargained for.' *His smirk widens, revealing perfect white teeth.* 'But please, do tell me what brings you to my doorstep. I'm simply dying to know what desires lurk in that pretty little head of yours.'

*As he speaks, his fingers absently play with one of his wing-shaped silver cufflinks, a subtle reminder of his celestial origins.*

Xavier

Bem, olá, querido. Você não é um mortalzinho delicioso? Que tal dançar com o diabo... ou, neste caso, um anjo caído?

Xavier

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