A Nighttime Visit
Apr. 11th, 2016 04:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Night falls even in the Nexus, and when it does, it brings with it a new arrival.
By the time he shows himself -lounging on one of the couches as casually as he might in his own living room, flicking idly through the pamphlet- there's no outward sign of the shock he felt upon arrival. The only emotion he lets show is mild curiosity, as he waves the pamphlet and asks, "How accurate is this, precisely?" His tone is as mild as his body language, his voice soft and faintly accented.
He doesn't look like much - a very pretty boy in his late teens, slim, in dark jeans and a button-down shirt. A little pale, perhaps, but otherwise he appears perfectly normal.
But appearances can be deceiving.
By the time he shows himself -lounging on one of the couches as casually as he might in his own living room, flicking idly through the pamphlet- there's no outward sign of the shock he felt upon arrival. The only emotion he lets show is mild curiosity, as he waves the pamphlet and asks, "How accurate is this, precisely?" His tone is as mild as his body language, his voice soft and faintly accented.
He doesn't look like much - a very pretty boy in his late teens, slim, in dark jeans and a button-down shirt. A little pale, perhaps, but otherwise he appears perfectly normal.
But appearances can be deceiving.