07-07-2012, 04:18 AM
"No! My head is not big, my hair is just fluffy!" He pets his own head in the dark as if it was a normal daily thing for him. He just gave his usual smile and then leaned in almost as if whispering to Dusk a secret. "Snowball, did you see we have new performers. Can I keep one? Please? I promise I will remember to feed them! There is Feathers, and I could guess several things for him to do. then there is that girl with the big thingy," He gave made large expressive hand motions to go along with his little story, "I honestly have no clue what she is going to do. Walk the tightropes with the scythe? It would unbalance her!" He nods rapidly and takes a step to look around the room to entertain himself with touching things. He bangs his side on the edge of something and falls. There is a crashing sound and then the thud of him hitting the floor. Freckles picks himself up and brushes off his pants. "I know that you care about me so much that you would rather know that I am indeed okay, than the fact I may have broken something. Don't worry, from the sound it made, it didn't sound too expensive!" That was how he reassured dear Dusk. He grabbed his hat and put it back on. "People will think I am short if I don't have it on! It's not old, only around... What year is it here, again?"
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