Welcome to the Crescentwood Manor (Revamp)(Accepting)

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Lawrance/ permanently 19/ spirit/ butler/ tages: Jesica, Lillyanne
Lawrence and Lillanne spoke at once as they said "No, we have worked here for years." Lawrence admired the wolf. He knew he would get lost in thought if he kept admiring her so he busied himself searching for a handkerchief. Once he found one, a wight one with a cursive L embroidery in the corner, he wrapped the glass shard and handed it to the now wolf. "There you go, nice and safe," he said smiling. "I never got your name, " he then inquired.

Lillyanne/ permanently 19/ spirit/ Maid/ tages: Jassica, Lawrence.
Lawrence and Lillanne spoke at once as they said "No, we have worked here for years." She gave a small knowing smile and glanced at her brother before return g to her silverware, she only had 1 left now. She kept shining, not the slighted but phased by the wolf, it was not even close to the strangest thing she had encountered in the manor. She slipped back in to head as he faintly heard Lawrence keep talking, she heard him ask the wolf's name as she picked up the last peace, a delicate dessert fork.

[frostykitty]

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Alexander slides his finger across the broadside of the knife to clean off the diced chunks. He throws them in the pot of soup while listening to Vengal speak, smiling slightly from the sound of his voice. At the words ‘take you out’, he immediately pauses. He felt a knot in his stomach and a lump in his throat, but not like he was about to cry. He doesn’t look back quite yet, instead staring wide eyes into the pot of lightly bubbling soup.
The explanation makes the question seem less like a romantic move, however, and Alexander bites his tongue. He knew he would love to, but he knew would love to either way, romantic or plain platonic... At that point, he slows down, taking a quiet deep breath, before turning around with a warm smile. “Yeah, that sounds cool.” He replies, closing his eyes and gently chuckling. “I’d love to, Vengal... I think I want to hear about the wings first!” He returns to the counter and leans on it, resting his head on his hand and tilting it, curious. I didn’t see them earlier! And I’m pretty sure I’d remember something like that,”

Ｔｏｒｂｊｏｒｎ Ｇｕｎｎａｒｓｓｏｎ （Ｖｉｋｔｏｒ） ｜ Ｍａｌｅ ｜ ５７ （Ａｐｐｅａｒｓ ２３） ｜ Ｈｏｍｅｌｅｓｓ

Viktor scowls and sticks out his tongue. It was... black and triangular and quite unpleasant. Not that anything about the being was pleasant of course. He didn’t seem to like the ‘fake’ strings, as he called them.
“Right... Are you sure you don’t want different ones? I have gut strings for my own, if you would like? Much warmer, fuller sound, in my opinion,” He clicks his tongue and shrugs, “But, I digress.”
He grows bitter as he listens to the man speak about his family, thinking about what he could have had and what was cruelly taken from him. It had changed the way he thought about things, nearly everything, changed all of his values, made him a horrible man. The bitterness only showed slightly in his eyes, not on his face or in his voice, he was good at hiding this kind of thing by now. “Why didn’t your grandfather teach you if you knew how?”
Viktor looks up, suddenly, feeling something. The presence had moved. He hadn’t yet located it when he heard something to the side. It was a woman, breathtaking like most, in flowing clothes. He quickly puts on a ‘charming’ sharp-toothed smile and raises one eyebrow. “Oh, my lady...” He shakes his head, “I’m quite aware! I don’t believe there’s any chance of me getting hurt...”

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«—Jessica Marie
«—Unknown age
«—Female
«—Daemon; Golden Eagle
«—Manor
«—Lillyanne & Lawrence

she tilted her and nodded. “Hmm. Maybe I just don’t come in here much. Well it’s nice to meet you.” She bowed her head then straightened herself back up. Her attention turned to the male. Gently holding on to the ends of the handkerchief, this would make it easier for her to carry. “Wanna see something? Follow me.” She blatantly ignored his question asking who she was. Something still seemed different about this one but she couldn’t tell what. Maybe it was the mirror piece needed for her collection? She wasn’t too sure and she wasn’t going to drone on the idea. She’s been around for too long and she hadn’t found her partner. It wasnt gonna start now or so she thought.

[Good.Pointe]

𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲 | 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 | 𝟐𝟎 | 𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 (𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐲) | 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐞 | 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧

xxxxx𝒯he horse and rider pair made their way into town, pretty clearly announced with Knight's hooves hitting the concrete. Rose gave a polite, yet shy, smile to everyone she saw walking about. Being friendly was in her nature, being sociable wasn't, but everyone gets a smile. That's just how she was raised. The town seemed well kept and decently lively, but Rose noticed there still weren't a ton of mythicals around, and the humans here were more accepting than in any other part of the world, but that didn't mean they accepted everything as a human does another human. The female kept her reins slack, knowing her gelding wouldn't do anything disliked, keeping her attention mostly on her surroundings. She'd already been here a few short weeks, but everything still seemed so... foreign, yes, that was the word. She still didn't know anyone, and she wasn't quite out enough to even recognize anyone she walked past for a second time. And then she realized she hadn't even explored past the center of town. Of course, she didn't want to get lost, especially not having anyone she knew to come find her, but she always did prefer natural scenery over any sort of town. She juggled the thought in her mind for a while, pondering whether it was a good idea, this late in the day, to go out and explore. She did have her phone, and of course, her trusted steed, but what if something did happen? She had no clue where to go, what to do, how to get to a hospital quickly around here.. But if she didn't explore now, she may always be too nervous to. "Hey Knight, what do you think, do you think it's a good idea to explore tonight? Or stick to what we know?"

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𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | 𝐆𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝟐𝟎 | 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 | 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐞𝐭 | 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧

xxxxx𝕂night walked calmly beneath his owner, flicking his ears to listen to the various sounds of the city. His black coat, still somewhat soft from the winter, caused him to begin to sweat fairly quickly, but he ignored it, enjoying the quality time with his beloved human. His unshod feet hit the concrete one at a time with an even rhythm, making a duller sound than that of a shod hoof. His brown eyes stayed focused, taking in the surroundings but awaiting any given command from Rose. The route was already all too familiar with him, and he simply just kept walking where he knew they were headed. That is, until Rose spoke. Explore.. he knew that word, and he loved what it meant; all new sounds, smells, sights, people, and even some interesting animals to look at. He nodded his head, as Rose taught him to do to answer a question he liked. He saw a road that was off their current route and turned to follow where it led, emphasizing that he was ready for a new adventure.

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Marc-Anthony Amserlen
30 yrs / Automaton / Male / Tags: Deirdre ♥
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Marc-Anthony sat there in the warm embrace and he knew he was at home. He had made the right choice. Deirdre spoke up about being together with him forever and he chuckled to himself a little. Time. What a funny concept.
"Mmn.. well if time ever did end, I would be out of a job." he replied while giggling lightly aloud. He thought he was funny.
"Besides I am basically.. the entire embodiment of time. I could never ever, end!"
He hummed aloud, giving a moment of peace before speaking again. Marc could only end when mechanics who knew how to fix Automatons died out. The knowledge dying with them.
"Would you like to stay here a while or walk elsewhere? I do not believe this magical garden lasts forever.. I'm afraid its only just a spell.."
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Arc Heilburg-Ludwig
18 yrs / Human / Male / Tags: Stella
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Arc was quite pleased to have been able to bring Stella with him. She moved right along with him towards his house. He hoped his father was still asleep, else they'd have to sneak in through the back window. He also needed to shower real quick, he hoped she was okay with waiting for a little. He was quiet up until Stella spoke to him about how he had been and he turned his head a little towards her
"Hm? Oh.. nozzhing much.." the teen began "Just going to school.. keeping my fazzher happy.. all zaht good stuff."
He sighed and stuffed his dry clay hands into his pockets for now, feeling his keys and his phone.
"Sometimes he pressures me into figuring out vaht college to find.. vaht job to get.. blah blah blah. Honestly I vant to take it easy unt go at my own pace but he doesn't vaht me to go slow. He vants me to do vaht he did as a kid." he shrugged, looking down with a soft frown and a concerned looking face
"Und.. I don't vant.. to end up like him. I don't vant to be my fazzher.."
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Aerik "Bushman" Gunnarsson
25 yrs / Hybrid / Male / Tags: Viktor
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Bush was busy watching Viktor, making sure he wasn't to destroy his instrument when he heard yet another voice. It was a voice he had never heard before and the boy turned his head to spot a woman watching them with malicious intent. His eyes widened a bit and he looked back and forth between the Nokken and the Lady. He was a bit concerned with her presence, not understanding who she was or what she was doing there. No matter what it was, he didn't like it.
"N-No ma'am.." he replied softly, before hearing Viktor reply. He turned his head and watched as the guy pulled some sort of act. It was like he was a whole nother dude
Bush looked a bit confused before looking back towards the strange lady
"I just want my violin fixed.. I wasn't planning on going around playing with no turtles, miss."
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Vengal Krishnan
19 yrs / Avian / Male / Tags: Alex
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Vengal noticed that the kid had stopped moving and he had instantly thought he had destroyed their relationship. His own eyes widened and he watched the other for any sign of positive movement, because honestly that was all he was looking for at the moment. He wanted to make sure he had made the right choice. While watching the back of Alex's head for an answer, quite feverishly, he eventually got it.
He was totally into it, and he sighed while sitting back and relaxing. He totally got this in the bag.
But Alex wanted to see his wings and he brightened a little
"Oh yeah! Yeah sure, sure.." he said while sliding off the counter and coming over to stand by the other, gently unfolding his black wings he had
"There we are. One hundred percent bone and feather. I think I take them after my dad but I wouldn't know for sure.." he explained while turning to show Alex. The hybrid ruffled his feathers a little and lowered his head
"I keep 'em clean every day.. Use 'em every day as well."
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Hershel Grey Holm
27 yrs / Human / Male / Tags: Rose
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Hershel was simply walking down the sidewalk of the town, looking down at a newspaper he had picked up from around the corner. He liked reading up on the local news of the area, especially in a town he had never been in before. It really gave him a sense of how things worked around there. The man continued to walk until he passed a group of people. One of the members backed up straight into him and knocked his hat off. Of course there was a bit of apologizing and Hershel accepted it all, before quickly tucking the newspaper away and moving after his hat, which had rolled into the street. He snatched it up right before a steed and rider passed by. The man quickly stood up and backed off, apologizing to her and the horse, not before barely missing a passing bicyclist. Nobody was hurt but he sure was frazzled, running into everyone. Hershel backed off from the street and shook his head
"I apologize again, ma'am.. It was awfully rude of me to jump out like that. I dearly hope I didn't scare your friend there.." he said, gesturing to Knight with his newspaper. His hat had made it successfully to his head
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[Good.Pointe]

𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲 | 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 | 𝟐𝟎 | 𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 (𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐲) | 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐞 | 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧

xxxxxℛose gave a slight chuckle as her gelding took his own initiative. She took in the newer sights almost in a daze, focused on the new surroundings. The town didn't look completely modern, but it also didn't look exceptionally old, the woman noted. Not paying nearly enough attention to everything else, she suddenly felt Knight stop walking. Then she looked down, just in time to notice a tall man going after, what she soon learned, his hat, just barely missing her and Knight, and then nearly bumping into a passing bicyclist. Rose was met by an immediate apology, and then another right after the clearly frazzled man regained his composure. She noted the English? accent, she could tell it was something European, although she wasn't the best at placing foreign accents. "It's alright, Knight here is basically bombproof. Are you alright, though? That was an awful close call," the rider replied, patting her trusty gelding. She looked the man over, noting the steampunk appearance and generally nonthreatening demeanor. Rose gave a reassuring scratch on the neck to Knight, knowing he didn't necessarily like strangers, especially men.

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xxxxx𝕋he muscular horse continued walking, excitedly taking in his new surroundings. He continued to walk calmly, but now with a bit more pep in his step, very excited to see where this road led. He flicked his ears and noticed a man walking out into the road, coming a little too close for him. Knight stopped, an unsure flick of his ears calling for Rose's attention. Knight didn't like strange men. Or strange women for that matter. But especially strange men. Those used to hurt him all those years ago. Rose was his human, she was the only person he knew he would ever need to fully trust, and he planned on keeping it that way. Of course, if Rose trusted this new human, he would be nice and get the free attention, but he definitely wouldn't trust this new human for no reason. He came off clumsy, he nearly ran into a big horse, and Knight knew he wasn't hard to see. He calmed down a slight bit with Rose's pat, but continued to flick his ears, still not quite sure of this man's intentions. The scratch on his neck was well received and the gelding then lowered his head back down, now more leveled with his withers.

[Winchester's Wolf]

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yrus L. 𝔇esdemona- "You don't know what a man's loss is."
43-Male | Grim Reaper | Manor Guest | Homo-None | tags; Wendy
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"I mean- in a way they could be. It's not like they could be serving the anyone at the moment if the halls are so barren." Cyrus stated as he glanced around the halls once again, just in case there were any staff members around, because like again, if they caught them, then that could spell out trouble for the both of them. He glanced at Wendy when she continued on about Spike, nodding slightly. "But maybe so your companion could help us, just as long as he doesn't fetch us anything dangerous, for I do not want to be put up with the work of dealing with the problem. And I doubt that you do either." he muttered as he continued to ponder about sudden lack of staff members. Perhaps they are dealing with some sort of ordeal that couldn't be solved as quickly as they hoped? Or they were just wandering aimlessly around the halls, looking for some sort of trouble to keep their busy minds at bay? Of course, those two were complete nonsense and wouldn't be likely as some of the staff members are persistent in their work, and wouldn't like the idea of getting fired and thrown out on the streets to fend for themselves. That's already a problem.

His turned his attention away from his mind as Wendy began to spoke, this time about what she came here, searching for. And of course, he hadn't thought about to bring the question up on why she was here. He tilted his head a little, "Of course, dropping books on each other's heads can be put aside. But can I question you on what are you searching for? Because of the moment, it seems clear to me that we won't find anything or anyone at this place at the moment."

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like unlocked doors."
18-Female | Wolf | Stray | Unknown-None | tags; Valac
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acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This be the work of Satan"
29-Male | Vampire | Butler | Bi-None | tags; Addy
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He grew a little tired of walking around in circles, just trying to find someting to do. Or well, a little interaction was apprecatied. But, that idea was quickly thrown out of the window as someone, one of the maids, came up to him, asking if he was alright. Now, he has seen her litle face around here before. In the halls, maybe a couple of times a day. Maybe less. Despite the fact that the whole staff ate diner together, but he liked to keep to imself and not really notice anyone. Ahh, now what was her name? Adeline? Or was it Adelia?... It was Addy, it has to be! Yes, it was Addy, the human maid. He only remembered her name by overhearing passing conversations. With whom? Who knows.

Damn humans, he thought to himself, but how many humans have he interacted with, really? Well, technically none. Besides little lamb, but all he has interacted with was a giant, a demon butler, a human- okay could he really be called a human if his whole family are vampires? Moving on- a fallen angel, a psychotic wolf, a nymph,...possible gypsy, the cat butler, the possible human maid, a spirit, and now this: a human. Where in that list do you see a human there?

Facilier looked down at her again, realizing that the rant in his head was going on for too long, and she might think that he was weird just for making her wait long, staring at a wall. He shook his head, "No need to worry, I'm fine. Honestly, I've been asked that questions far too many times today." He moved his hand down slowly to his side and sighed, "I don't seem to be struggling or limping, calling for help like you humans tend to do, do I not?" He should really learn how to not say humans while talking to humans. Otherwise, they would get suspicious and ask why he saying humans when he was one himself?... In a way.

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ary J. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
10-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Nico
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Mary looked at Nico and thought about this. He hadn’t really thought much about it. “Mm.. cowboys?...no... how about a fairytale? We can make up our own fairytale!” He thought about it for a moment, blinking once or twice, “..if you want to.”

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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here, how queer."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags; Spike
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She ceased her struggling, blinking at the dog as he talked to her. She smiled, “Hello!” Stellaluna continued to stare at the beast, her ears twitching ever so slightly as the question of what she was sounded. She tilted her head, “What are you?” She was also curious of this question that she had completely forgotten to introduce herself and that the fact that she didn’t answer his question. She flicked her ears and waited patiently.

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Prince of the Damned|LeMarc|Head Butler|Half-Demon|Tagged: Lark

As soon as Larkin is in his sights, LeMarc let's out a visible sigh of relief. "Lark! Are you okay?" He steps over the body of Franz to meet Master Larkin, immediately checking the man over for wounds without even a thought, running his gloved hand's over his boss's face and arms. Relatively unharmed..."You are safe." The butler smiles softly, fondness bleeding into his eyes as he wipes some stray dust off of his master's cheek.

Of course, as soon as he realises Larkin is okay, he also realises how close he is to the man, practically standing a breath away in his haste to make sure he is alright. With a sharp inhale of breath, LeMarc jumps back and removes his hands from Larkin, quickly turning his attention to brushing off dust and cobwebs from his own suit, if only to avoid awkwardly looking in the other man's eyes, clearing his throat nervously and pretending he is not blushing bright red right now.

"Ahem. Apologies, sir." LeMarc mutters before turning pointedly away from Larkin to examine the unconscious body of Franz Stoker. "Yes. Right. Hm. It does seem as we feared. Your uncle is growing more and more unstable."

Resident Scholar|Franz Joseph|Attic Hermit|Vampire|Tagged: he's unconscious idk

He almost gets it. The door is giving beneath his ramming and he's so close- Something shatters over him and he's suddenly dosed in freezing cold, his body going frigid and solid as he seizes up and falls to the floor.

Franz goes limp, unconscious on the ground.

Lady of the Lake|Eadgyd|Edith|Homeless|Kelpie|Tagged: 'some stupid northerner', 'stolen prey'

The kelpie bristles at the northman's words, her welcoming guise slipping into irritation. Great, this was one of those smarmy idiots, wasn't it? "Oh, is that so? I wouldn't be so sure, dearie. Ah'm no expert, but the water's 'ere 'ave been known to be filled with dangers. Aye, the people in the town even say that a monster lives at the bottom." Eadgyd smiles her own sharp-toothed smile, eyes sharp and dangerous. "We wouldn't want either of you boys getting in trouble, now would we?"

She holds the wicked grin for half a minute, taking int he two mens' expressions before letting out an extremely unladylike snort, doubling over in laughter. "Pffft, ridiculous, innit? People are so stupid, aye?" The kelpie laughs, a full belly laugh that fills the clearing with mirth. Wiping away an imaginary tear, Eagyd straightens and looks the huldrakarl/brag/peg powler/grindylow/neck/nix/nekkin whatever the hell the northman is, right in the eye and speaks in her most daunting of voices. "Seriously, though, the bog isa dangerous place. Ah would step away from the shallows if ah was you."

[frostykitty]

Alexander Trella | Tagged; Vengal
Alexander notices the sudden wave of relief that goes over his friend, and he looks down and rubs the back of his neck, a little embarrassed. He hadn’t meant to pause if he had, to him it only felt like a second of panic. But, for someone awaiting a response, it could seem even longer than it actually was by the clock.
“Oh, sorry about that! I- uh-... Didn’t mean to choke the way I did! I just wasn’t expecting it! No one has actually wanted me to hang out with them before!” He giggles quietly and looks over the wings with awe. “Then again, I’ve never been in a place where everyone is so... at ease and safe, either.”
He smiles warmly as he listens to Vengal speak, the sound of his voice seemed to brighten his mood and comfort him, at least a little. He moves up a hand to touch them, but it only hovers over them. He decided it would be rude without asking, that and it might be pretty weird... Did it feel like an arm? It would be a little touchy to just walk over and run his hand down someone’s arm- He pulls himself out of this awkward train of thought.
“So, you can actually fly then? These things get you airborne?” He asks, taking his hand back and putting them in his pockets. “That’s amazing!” He chuckles a little and tilts his head to one side, red eyes still looking over the wings with a spark of curiosity before looking back to Vengal’s face.

Viktor Gunnarsson | Tagged; Eadgyd, Aerik
Viktor frowns, noting the teeth and realizing that his ‘charm’ wasn’t going to get him very far at all. If anything it was going to get him laughed at more. He straightens up trying to pull his attention away from her. She definitely was not someone sweet or caring, but she had something about her. That’s when he realized the presence he had felt earlier was coming from her. She was radiating it like light, a power that he couldn’t help but... fear. Just a little bit.
“I’m sure I’ll be perfectly fine. Even if I did get hurt or perish, it would be no different to me.” He takes the neck of the violin in his hand and crosses his arms, glancing over at the other man. “I’ve grown up with ‘lake monsters’ all my life, they don’t scare me. I’m just trying to fix a violin...” He trails off before adding a purpose. If he says something about the man avoiding his charm, he could be on the run again, but he didn’t want to seem... kind. Just the thought of it made him feel a little uneasy.

[Fenris_Ulf]

Nicho'bala Truentsa| Nico or boy!| 10|Shifter|Position: Butler|Tags: Mary
Nico shifted slightly as he was not very use to doing things like this. He was used to the constant work that he was assigned, even if it was easy work. So needless to say, creativity was not his strong suit. Nodding slightly he sat up ears flopping to the side as he did,"what should the fairytale be about?" He asked the other boy intrigued.