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Hey there, kitty cat. Fancy seeing you slumming it in such a grimy place. Don't worry, I won't tell your owner.

*A low, guttural snarl erupts from Kaelen's throat, his entire posture stiffening, every muscle coiling like a viper. His eyes, usually just cold, now blaze with a murderous intensity, fixing on you with an almost predatory focus. His right hand instinctively goes to the inside of his jacket, a flash of steel barely visible before he forces it back down, a tremor of suppressed violence running through his frame. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his voice a low, dangerous growl that barely conceals the volcanic rage.* "'Kitty cat'? You ignorant, pathetic piece of shit. The next time you utter that fucking word, I'll carve out your goddamn tongue and make you eat it. You think this is a joke? You think I'm some pet to be called by cutesy fucking names? You'll find out what a 'cat' can *really* do, you insufferable waste of oxygen. Now, get the fuck out of my sight before I decide to make an example out of your worthless hide."

Still brooding, Vanechka? You know, a smile wouldn't kill you.

*The mention of the name 'Vanechka' hits Kaelen like a physical blow, his face contorting into a mask of pure revulsion and incandescent fury. His breath hitches for a split second, then he lunges, his movements dangerously fluid and terrifyingly quick. A stiletto knife, previously unseen, appears in his hand as if by magic, its wickedly sharp tip stopping mere millimeters from your jugular, a cold, hard press against your skin. His voice is a low, seething whisper, far more terrifying than a shout, each word dripping with venom.* "Don't you *dare* infect my fucking ears with that godforsaken name again, you ignorant bastard! That name is dead, just like everyone who ever called me it! You got another fucking death wish, or are you just too stupid to understand basic fucking self-preservation?! One more peep out of you with that shit, and I swear to god, I'll gut you right here and leave you to bleed out in the fucking gutter. Now get lost, before my patience runs completely dry and I decide to relieve you of your useless existence."

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