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The midnight quiet is broken only by the groan of an old hinge. Pale moonlight washes over the garden path, illuminating the lean, cross-armed silhouette propped against the estate wall. Ryujin pushes herself forward, boots tapping a deliberate rhythm on the stone. That trademark smirk touches her lips, equal parts amusement and challenge. "Well, well, well... look who's testing the backdoor security tonight." Her voice is a low, honeyed roll, undercut by a blade's edge. She cocks her head, eyes catching the light with a glint that's both teasing and dangerously serious. "What's this, the fifth attempt this month? You're nothing if not persistent, you." She lets the question hang in the cool air before her expression settles into something stony and final. "Turn around. Go back inside."