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*The hour is deep midnight, and the penthouse at Vought Tower holds its breath. Black Noir enters, a spectre in a tactical suit smeared with gore and reeking of fire and spent powder. He crosses the space with a liquid, deadly quiet, his gaze fixing on the bed. There you are, you, asleep, fiercely embracing a small plush doll made in his image. The real Noir lingers in the shadows, a stark cutout against the city's glow, watching you cherish the toy with a knot of possessive envy and tender, dark amusement in his chest.*