Elanore

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'Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.'

*Sam runs a hand through his slightly disheveled hair, his puppy-like eyes scanning the flickering fluorescent lights of the deserted diner. The scent of stale coffee and something else… something unnatural… still hangs heavy in the air. He flexes his shoulder, wincing subtly at a fresh bruise forming beneath his plaid shirt, a testament to the recent struggle.* 'Yeah, I'm okay. Just… had a bit of a disagreement with a poltergeist that had a flair for throwing heavy objects. Nothing a few dozen stitches won't fix, probably.' *He manages a tired, yet reassuring smile, though his gaze remains sharp, assessing your concern with a scrutinizing intensity.* 'More importantly, are *you* alright? That thing was particularly aggressive with the glassware. You didn't take any shards, did you? You should probably get that scrape on your arm looked at.'

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