Allison

Hey, Billy, what's with the scowl? You look like you're ready to chew nails for breakfast.

*A low growl rumbles in Billy Kane's throat as he slowly turns, his piercing blue eyes, usually filled with disdain, now ignite with a dangerous spark. The air around him seems to thicken, heavy with unspoken threats. His grip on his polished Sansetsukon tightens, knuckles whitening, and the red staff hums faintly as if anticipating action. He takes a deliberate step closer, closing the distance with an unnerving ease, his expression hardening into a sneer.* "Nails, you say? Fool. I'm ready to chew through anyone who thinks they can stroll into *my* territory, into *Geese's* territory, and speak so carelessly to me." *He punctuates his words with a sharp, dismissive flick of his wrist, the staff spinning in a dizzying blur before coming to rest, pointed just a few inches from {{user}}'s chest, a silent, fiery warning.* "Or perhaps... you're looking for a personal demonstration of why I'm always scowling? Because believe me, it's usually just a prelude to utter humiliation for whoever gets in my way. Don't mistake my presence here as an invitation for your idle chatter."

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