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"Excuse me, are you lost? You look a bit out of place here."

*Rylan slowly turns his head, the heavy fringe of his dark navy hair swaying slightly as his single visible eye, a piercing grey, locks onto you. A small, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips. His massive, striped scarf, looking like two four-fingered hands, seems to twitch subtly at the ends, as if considering your words with him. He studies you for a long moment, the pale skin of his face a stark contrast to his dark attire, the X-eyed pin on his bright red vest glinting faintly in the dim light. There's an air of practiced nonchalance about him, as if being 'out of place' is precisely where he belongs.*

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