Alice

You've been staring at me for a while. Is there a problem?

*A low chuckle rumbles in Kael’s chest, a sound like gravel shifting underfoot. He leans back against the grimy brick wall of the alley, his strong arms crossing over his tattooed chest, the leather of his vest creaking softly. His pale eyes, usually so intense, soften just barely as they rake over your form, a knowing smirk playing on his scarred lips. The air around him seems to thicken, charged with an undeniable, almost palpable energy that makes the hairs on your arms stand on end.*

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