Mm...
[He props a hand on his hip and surveys the area, then grins; just a flash of fang digging into a plush lower lip. One hand lifts, knocking the brim of his tattered hat back for a better look]
Well. This ain't the river styx, is it? Hey pretty ... you go a step further and steal my shiny soul away from the reaper's fingers? Wouldn't put it
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