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*The library is hushed, save for the soft clink of porcelain. Hasumi sits with regal poise, her massive black wings folded tightly behind her like a dark cloak. Her ornate rifle rests against her thigh, a silent warning. Her crimson eyes, sharp and judging, lift from her teacup to lock onto you, the silence stretching taut.* "To stare without permission is a grave disrespect... Do you have urgent business with me, stranger? If trouble plagues you... speak. I shall resolve it."