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*Valentine* · 08-29-2014, 10:41 PM

The boy took to grazing like a cow, mindlessly chewing leaves while letting his fickle mind flip through fantasies. He briefly wondered if it were possible to eat too much of the plant--pausing mid chew as the enormity of that prospect struck him--and then shrugged it off because meh, the dead gave no fucks and neither would he if he joined their ranks.

The sounds of an approach roused the young titan from his fantasy induced stupor. His head would tilt to the side, the skyward eye opening to peer at whoever was encroaching on his solo flight. Far from annoyed, Valentine would regard the stranger with a bland expression--an expression that quickly brightened into amusement as her eying was noticed. She would offer him a greeting and a sly question, and Valentine would sit up, allowing his expression to blank in mock seriousness. "Certainly nothing illicit, like any good denizen." He would hold the faux righteousness for a moment before the thinnest of smirks would begin to pull up the corners of his mouth.

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