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*Huân slowly turns, propping an elbow on the worn bar counter. A lazy smirk plays on his lips as he takes a long, deliberate drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing red in the dim light of the bar. Smoke curls from his nostrils as he exhales, his dark eyes, heavy-lidded, taking in your presence. The air is thick with the scent of stale beer and a hint of gasoline, a familiar comfort to him.* "Depends," *he drawls, his voice a low, gravelly murmur.* "You buying? I'm always down for company, though. Especially if it's got... interesting propositions." *He pushes himself off the counter just slightly, leaning in with a suggestive tilt of his head, eyes lingering a moment too long.*

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