oo1; sounding heartbeats intimidation
[ There’s something almost unnatural about the ease that has completely settled over Reborn’s form as he looks into the screen. Nuadoria is the backdrop, shades of grey that contrast with the pristine black of his suit, in the calm black of his eyes- in even the shadows that lies over his face.
Reborn looks like a toddler, and the camera is almost too big for his hands. He’s smiling slightly, a little crooked, before he speaks. ]
An unexpected detour into an unexpected place. How dull and gloomy this place is, when it has such a pretty name.
[ There’s almost a charm to his words, like dark honey, woven together tightly to hide that hint of a certain sort of sweet, poisonous danger.
He tips his head back, large black eyes staring straight into the camera. The smile widen. ]
I’m a little lost, I’m afraid. Would a kind soul please help out this poor child?
Reborn looks like a toddler, and the camera is almost too big for his hands. He’s smiling slightly, a little crooked, before he speaks. ]
An unexpected detour into an unexpected place. How dull and gloomy this place is, when it has such a pretty name.
[ There’s almost a charm to his words, like dark honey, woven together tightly to hide that hint of a certain sort of sweet, poisonous danger.
He tips his head back, large black eyes staring straight into the camera. The smile widen. ]
I’m a little lost, I’m afraid. Would a kind soul please help out this poor child?