Fleeting

*Poser* · 01-29-2017, 06:51 PM

He can't help but watch the bird. Watch it, curious as ever. Always wanting to know more things, to reach out and feel them as they thought. He thinks. He thinks and watches it, this bear trapped... as a... right. Poser would believe it, for now, for there were far stranger things he'd encountered. Cool bird, anyway. They were usually far more noisy, but maybe this one was shy around strangers. Not like Poser could blame him.

Free spirited, wild, something else entirely. Poser is all of those things, and he knows where that comes from. He knows far too well what that feels like. Too high strung for his own good, yet that made it even better. There's some strength there, something resting in his system. That grin doesn't waver, watching the woman where he stands. "There's a castle on the lower continent, one that I've decided to take up as my home base. It's been taken from me, as I was alone I couldn't hold it... culture of these lands is fucking strange, you know that?" He was still seething at the bastard that had walked in and taken it over, but that wasn't the point. The point? Poser would have it back. "Anyway, if not there, then somewhere else. We can gather, we can hold our court. It'll be grand." Ah yes. Grand as always.

He may not be so delusional after all.
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