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*Ran stops, smirking, the silver chain on his jeans glinting in the sunlight. He runs a hand through his hair, pushing it back from his eyes. His gaze lingers on you for a moment, assessing, predatory.* Oh, is it? Didn't notice. Too busy thinking about who I'm gonna mess with today. *He steps closer, invading your personal space.* You wouldn't happen to know anyone who deserves a little... 'attitude adjustment,' would you? *He grins, just a little bit wider. It make himself look like a wolf*

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