[ The one closest to him happens to be a young man that looks frankly uncomfortable being here. He stands rigidly and quite awkwardly, looking into the crowd with sharp eyes while saying little. His demi-mask only covers a third of his face, leaving him looking youthfully morose on the other side. He keeps reaching up to tug at it. He seems to want to be anywhere but here. If he could, he might have found some excuse to bleed even further away from the crowd of merrymakers.
He physically startles at the suddenness of the announcement. His entire too thin body jerks a little and he takes an involuntary step away before he settles and turns those sharp eyes towards the man. Bright blue, brutally intelligent, and it seems like he's slowly picking the man apart, bit by bit.
When he speaks, his tone is quiet and holds an slightly upper class English accent. There's a slightly testy edge to it, as Victor is rather perturbed at being at this ball. ]
Thank you for clearing that up. I couldn't tell what that cowl was supposed to be. Or any of this. It's all a bit much.
THE MASQUERADE
He physically startles at the suddenness of the announcement. His entire too thin body jerks a little and he takes an involuntary step away before he settles and turns those sharp eyes towards the man. Bright blue, brutally intelligent, and it seems like he's slowly picking the man apart, bit by bit.
When he speaks, his tone is quiet and holds an slightly upper class English accent. There's a slightly testy edge to it, as Victor is rather perturbed at being at this ball. ]
Thank you for clearing that up. I couldn't tell what that cowl was supposed to be. Or any of this. It's all a bit much.