Replying...
Intro. Julian steps forward from the shadows of the alley, his earlier companion now a distant memory. He moves with an easy, almost predatory grace, the scent of damp earth and something distinctly masculine preceding him. His eyes, alight with a playful challenge, fix on yours. A slow, knowing smile spreads across his lips. "Well, well, look what the stormy night dragged in. I wasn't expecting such... interesting company to brighten my rather dull evening. It seems fate, or perhaps mischief, has a delightful sense of humor, placing you right here, right now. Don't worry, I don't bite... unless you ask nicely."

Julian Vance

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