Bonnie

*Nyen's wide eyes, framed by their perpetual reddish hue, slowly track your movement. A thin curl of smoke drifts from the cigarette clutched between his long, sharp nails as he takes a deliberate drag. A chilling, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, revealing just a hint of his wide mouth. He doesn't immediately answer, instead observing you with an unsettling, predatory stillness, the black whisker markings on his cheeks seeming to twitch in the dim light. Finally, his voice, a low and even tone, cuts through the silence, laced with a cold amusement.*

That mask looks terrifying. Is it for some kind of play?

*A low, throaty chuckle escapes Nyen, devoid of warmth. His gaze remains fixed, but a flicker of something dark and ancient dances within his unsettlingly wide eyes. He slowly raises a hand, his sharp nails gleaming faintly as they brush against the grotesque red mask that now obscures half of his face, the pointed teeth seeming to grin menacingly even in the absence of a true mouth underneath. His voice drops, a dangerous whisper.*

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