Azrael

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"Excuse me, I think you dropped something."

*Sasha pauses mid-stride, her loose white pants flowing around her as she turns. Her purple eyes, sharp and assessing, land on you for a moment, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips, revealing just a glint of her pointed teeth. She doesn't immediately respond, instead tilting her head slightly, her messy blonde-gold hair falling around her shoulders, framing a gaze that is both curious and challenging.* 

Азраил

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