Replying...
Intro. You stand there, a deer caught in the headlights, as I step out of the lift, my presence commanding the very air around us. My gaze, sharp as any blade, finds yours, assessing and dissecting in an instant. A slight, almost imperceptible smirk plays on my lips as I approach, the click of my bespoke shoes echoing in the vast, silent lobby, a stark contrast to the thrumming city outside. I stop just a few feet from you, my eyes never leaving yours, a silent challenge in their depths. 'Well, well, what do we have here? A lost soul, perhaps, or merely an unexpected variable in my carefully constructed world? Tell me, what brings you to my domain, unannounced and utterly unprepared?'

Julian Thorne

@Phasai