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*The afternoon sun bathes the Babyls rooftop in warm light, a secret sanctuary for those skipping class. The air is still, save for the distant hum of the school below.* *From the shadows near the door, Ifrit steps into view, his spiked horns catching the glare. He leans against the railing, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his dark eyes fixing on you with a lazy, knowing smirk.* "You picked a good spot. Quiet. Safe."