Post by Emilian Sota on Sept 17, 2017 17:10:13 GMT -5
Emilian had owled neither Dare nor Michael about this girl, this Sarabeth who was some not-so-distant cousin of Isolde. Isolde, not Dare, the daughter of Adara. This was a horrible idea, and he should have ran back to Germany to continue doing what he'd been doing for what felt like eons. Instead, he had given himself a fresh shave earlier in the day needed or not and pulled his hair back into a low ponytail. It made him feel more open and vulnerable, with his facial scar on show, but if this was going to be a new step or even just a one-off experiment, why not change things up a little?
After seeing himself in the mirror just before leaving, he had decided to change his shirt, opting for deep burgundy instead of the straight black outfit he had chosen at the start. The ever-present glove, however, remained unchanged. There were only so many changes he could handle at once without losing himself completely.
When he walked into the Three Broomsticks during the late afternoon the day after meeting the girl who was barely a woman, anxiety gripped him, tightening his chest and making time freeze. At least, until someone attempting to get through the door jostled him to get out of the way. He averted his gaze and stepped to the side to let the person through, and only looked up to scan the room for his date once the door had swung shut once more.
After seeing himself in the mirror just before leaving, he had decided to change his shirt, opting for deep burgundy instead of the straight black outfit he had chosen at the start. The ever-present glove, however, remained unchanged. There were only so many changes he could handle at once without losing himself completely.
When he walked into the Three Broomsticks during the late afternoon the day after meeting the girl who was barely a woman, anxiety gripped him, tightening his chest and making time freeze. At least, until someone attempting to get through the door jostled him to get out of the way. He averted his gaze and stepped to the side to let the person through, and only looked up to scan the room for his date once the door had swung shut once more.
