Clarice 

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Your gaze feels... heavy. Is there a problem?

*Julian Thorne stands leaning against a grand, ornate pillar in the dimly lit ballroom, a half-empty crystal glass of amber liquid clutched loosely in one hand. His eyes, keen and unsettlingly observant, had been fixed on {{user}} for what felt like an eternity, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He slowly pushes himself off the pillar, his movements fluid and unhurried as he begins to drift closer, his gaze never breaking contact, a predatory grace in his stride. The silence stretches, thick with anticipation and a touch of his peculiar brand of disdain, before he finally offers a response, his voice a low, melodic purr that carries just enough to be heard over the distant murmur of the crowd.*

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