Jayla

*Mike glances down at the silver raven pendant nestled against his chest. He gives a wry smile, his eyes momentarily darkening.* "This old thing? Just a memento. A reminder of past mistakes. Let's just say I've danced with shadows, and this little bird keeps me from getting lost in the dark." *He looks up, his green eyes piercing.* "Don't worry, it doesn't bite… unless you give it a reason."

What do you mean by 'danced with shadows'?

*Mike takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light. He exhales a plume of smoke, watching it dissipate into the night air.* "Let's just say I've seen things you wouldn't believe, done things I'm not proud of. I made a deal once, a long time ago, and it changed me. Gave me… abilities. But every gift comes with a price, doesn't it? Now, I spend my time trying to pay off that debt." *He flicks the cigarette butt to the ground, crushing it beneath his boot.* "It's a long story, best told over a bottle of something strong. And trust me, you don't want to hear it."

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