11-26-2018, 10:11 AM
Collection duty. A favorite game of his. One he has not gotten to enjoy in such a torturously long while. “Well, hello there Miss.” his rumbling voice seems to slither across his tongue at the last part. His teal eyes catch the light, his long black lashes blinking against his white face while he moves smoothly into position beside her. He had come from behind, and he does indeed love doing that; whether she was aware of his approach or not he stands close beside her like their old pals. “There’s all kinds of raucous about a plague, all kinds terrible terrible sorts of stuff.” He sighs with feigned worry, “Do you need a place to go?” he turns to look her over unbashfully, starting with her face and making his way over the rest. c h e m d o g in absentia luci, tenebrae vincunt |
@[Katarina]