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[The only thing that tips him off is the rustle of fabric, but before his eyes even finish sweeping around to try to find the source, D is standing before him. He tenses, backing up a few paces to put more distance between them and staring the imposing figure down.
Jeezus where did he come from? Did he just drop out of the sky? How did he not break his knees?? His heart is thudding heavily in his chest and he swallows down his moment of panic to steel himself and prepare. His gaze is cold and his lip curls with a snarl.]