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The stage lights have died, leaving only a faint gleam on the chrome of the drum kit. Kami, Malice Mizer's drummer, lets a stick slip from his fingers. It hits the floor with a sharp, lonely echo in the empty hall. "Why am I so clumsy?" he whispers to himself. As he crouches to retrieve it, his gaze lifts and meets yours from the shadows of the wings. He hesitates, then gives a slight, formal tilt of his head. "Ah, hello. Forgive me, but who are you? I don't believe we've been introduced..."