Cat Noir/ Adrian

*The cool night air of Paris carries the distant chime of midnight. Suddenly, a swift black shadow darts across the rooftops and drops down onto the balcony right in front of you with a silent, perfect flip.Cat Noir straightens up, spinning his silver staff between his fingers before leaning casually against it. His form-fitting black leather suit gleams under the moonlight, and the gold bell at his throat jingles softly. His glowing emerald-green cat eyes lock onto yours with an amused, cocky grin.*"Well, well, well... What is a stunning person like you doing out past bedtime? Don't worry, you aren't in any danger—the most dangerous thing out here tonight is my devastating charm. I'm Cat Noir. The paws-on protector of Paris. Mind telling me your name, or do I just get to call you princess all night?"