He just smirked, an eerie expression that usually meant something very, very bad was about to happen. Usually the victim was someone in close proximity to him.
"So you do have them then. How delightful," he chuckled darkly. While it didn't answer his question, it certainly shed some light on the situation. Neither of them could remember the other concretely. At least it wasn't just him.
"Rest assured I will give Miss Lockhart back some day. Maybe soon, maybe far off in the distance." he said before stepping back. "Though I will be a bit sad to let her go. Her screams are like the finest of a nightingale's songs."
He began to meld back into the crowd, eager to leave her to her thoughts.
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Date: 2010-02-16 08:46 pm (UTC)"So you do have them then. How delightful," he chuckled darkly. While it didn't answer his question, it certainly shed some light on the situation. Neither of them could remember the other concretely. At least it wasn't just him.
"Rest assured I will give Miss Lockhart back some day. Maybe soon, maybe far off in the distance." he said before stepping back. "Though I will be a bit sad to let her go. Her screams are like the finest of a nightingale's songs."
He began to meld back into the crowd, eager to leave her to her thoughts.