Catches a glimpse of a nominally advancing woman at the corner of his peripheral vision. “Curious little one, aren't ya'?” He rasped. x.com/vividaccalia/s…

Icy hues surveyed the woman that stood before him, his hands clasped professionally behind his back; his crisp suit dawning his — x.com/vividaccalia/s…

— professionalism. She wasn't a priority. She wasn't the mission. Pay her no attention. With that, a simple nod emitted from the male.

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❝A ᴘʀɪsᴏɴ ᴏғ ɴɪʜɪʟɪsᴍ.❞ ✗ Experienced ¦ Descriptive. ✗ Lycanthorpe. ✗ OC. — #RT?