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- A young man enters.
- It's clear he doesn't quite know how to dress himself. Black jeans and a plain white t-shirt. Black fingerless gloves. The quintessal dork, if he knew what a dork was. His blonde hair is aggressively spiked, showing the most interesting feature - a cluster of shining metal parts, about the size of the palm of your hand, protruding a centimetre or two from his right temple. Red vein-like wires run across his forehead and cheek, glowing like a neon sign and pulsing irregularly.
- The young man looks around, clearly new. He whispers something to... himself, perhaps? Then, hesitantly, he walk over to the bar.
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