02-15-2015, 02:22 PM
With the agreeance that it was never that simple, Nexus' eyes returned to the other who dwelled for the moment within his tent. The other was keeping up his little ruse, but he was allowing small bits of information himself to slip, whether he intended for it or not. It was amusing to say the least. The man went on to explain his notions a bit, but Nex was hardly listening. Though his ears caught the words, and his mind still the information, his full attention was not on the other. He was looking at the jar again, the eye swirling within. He was also allowing his mind to branch out a bit, testing the presence around the circus.
Seemed most of them had headed to breakfast. The other calling their game amusing as well though, his eyes finally focused more on this man once more. He had not moved from his spot, which one might have thought was an odd one for the man. At first glance, he did not seem the type to readily get down and sit on the floor. Then again, it was most of the time with him that appearances were deceiving. What was real. What was fake. Nex would not admit to the other's face, but it did amuse him as well to watch how those two points riddled and messed with others. He let the other ponder the move he had made, no rush in trying to get one in return.
Instead, he pushed away from the table to stand, moving over to where a screen served as a cover for changing. He slipped off his hoodie, tossing it over the top of the screen. The man finally responding once more, as he slipped off the tank top he wore as well. A new game would follow the old, more questions and probing from the other man, as he hungered for more knowledge. The first step to an answer would only make him crave more. But the first step might also be quickening his decent into something he could never un learn. Something he could never un do or take back. Nexus paused for a moment, and found his hand sliding lightly over the ink that decorated his left side, almost as if in slight comfort.
The screen hiding this fact, as it hid his form as he changed. He grabbed a white shirt, slipping it on and buttoning it up. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, before a black vest was placed over it. He did not button this, and allowed the top three buttons of the white shirt to remain undone as well. "Will I ever tire of these games?" He repeated the question, as a pair of black pants were added. He slipped from the back of the screen, over to the table once more to pick up a pair of black wrist bands, before turning his eyes on the other once more. "Why would I tire? It is so fun to watch you squirm" he smiled, before reaching up to adjust the ponytail that held the rest of his hair back into place.
"Besides....once you do get your answer, if you ever do, then the real fun begins does it not...." he moved over to the other, leaning down a bit. His right hand cupping the other's chin, lifting his face so theirs were mere centimeters apart. "Careful little Dray....nothing is ever what it seems, you know better than most on that" his eyes on his, "careful your hunger for knowledge does not make you...slip. Such a resulting tumble could be havoc indeed..." He let the other go with those words, smiling as he moved to the mouth of the tent. He picked up a pair of black shoes along the way, before slipping out. It was the other's choice if he followed or remained, Nexus did not care. He was not headed for the food tent and the others, no, he would be heading towards the main one, for a little fun.
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