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criimson
;; Prince of Despair ;;
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11-09-2009, 10:04 PM
(( I am. I just didn't want to bring him out yet, but, meh. ))
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Gabriel arched a brow, looking to the vampire. What was she doing? He frowned, following her with his eyes for a few moments before he saw the movement in the corner of his eyes. He flickered them down toward Aster, where the shirt was showed to him. A small smile graced his looks as he nodded his head some and poked around on his plate.
Nimble fingers picked up a piece of bacon for merely a second before the bench squeaked. He looked down toward it, staring for a few seconds. Why had it squeaked? He still didn't understand Aster and Reomo. They kind of... confused him. But that was what intrigued him about the two. Unlike some others, their powers were confusing. And he wanted to find out more.
"You know Aster, if Reomo is hungry, he may have some of my bacon. I'm not going to finish it all." He said lightly, pushing his plate slightly over to Aster with a tilt of his head. He let out a small chuckle and closed his eyes, moving his hands to fold over the table and stare around the area as if he was bored, though his eyes and ears were sharp to any noises.
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He didn't normally sleep, after all, who would need to? Mr. Tall was busying himself about his tent, putting things away or out and about. He sighed, ducking under a light and looking around. He could hear his Cirque waking up and moving around to do their chores or eat their breakfast.
When the door was knocked upon, he looked over. He expected this as well, after all, Tall knew almost everything. He wondered over slowly to the door just as it was knocked upon again. Light irritation entered him. He could take his time, if he liked. He was Mr. Tall, after all.
He reached out and opened the door, staring down toward the girl. His all knowing eyes seemed to stare down at her. ".... Can I help you, Ember?" He asked, turning from her and going back to his re-organizing.
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