Post by wilhelmjamesamsel on Jan 7, 2013 12:59:35 GMT -5
Tonight was a night that was special indeed. One that was both dangerous and desired, but laced with need. Wilhelm was here on a mission to find his sweet prince. Perhaps he would get lucky, to blend in with the crowd, to dance within the company of those he feared most until it was he saw the face he most desired to meet once again. Was he foolish for coming? Probably. Was he insane for even thinking that he could fool a ball of vampires into believing he was one of them? Yes. Perhaps, he imagined, he could trick them. Make them believe he was the pet of the very one he was searching for. Perhaps under that assumption alone they would leave him be.
For now, his fingertips would trail the pale fabric of his suit, a white fabric laced in gold trim. The long coat fluttered to tails behind him. His hai, those strands of silk, bound by a single gold ribbon behind his neck. Allowing the strands to fall loosely kept behind upon that white coat. Around his neck dangled a necklace, a silver chain with a spider pendant, the spider’s bottom holding a blue orb within it. It had been a gift long ago from one of his dear parents. Though they were gone their memories remained evident within this human man.
His fingertips trailed along the wall as he walked. Looking around, observing the people within the room, observing how unique they all seemed. Somehow he had imagined vampires in this stereotypical cookie cutter and then there was Ryley among those molds. A single cookie In a tray who was unique and beautiful and had stolen his heart enough in an instant. It had taken him some time to find the actual place he’d heard in the announcement as he laid resting where Ryley had left him. His pale eyes stared around the room, searching for that familiar face, wondering if he’d even shown up at all.
Words: 332
Muse: getting over a cold.
Notes: sorry it's a small opener, but it'll get better when i sleep i swear !
~~~Outfit~~~
For now, his fingertips would trail the pale fabric of his suit, a white fabric laced in gold trim. The long coat fluttered to tails behind him. His hai, those strands of silk, bound by a single gold ribbon behind his neck. Allowing the strands to fall loosely kept behind upon that white coat. Around his neck dangled a necklace, a silver chain with a spider pendant, the spider’s bottom holding a blue orb within it. It had been a gift long ago from one of his dear parents. Though they were gone their memories remained evident within this human man.
His fingertips trailed along the wall as he walked. Looking around, observing the people within the room, observing how unique they all seemed. Somehow he had imagined vampires in this stereotypical cookie cutter and then there was Ryley among those molds. A single cookie In a tray who was unique and beautiful and had stolen his heart enough in an instant. It had taken him some time to find the actual place he’d heard in the announcement as he laid resting where Ryley had left him. His pale eyes stared around the room, searching for that familiar face, wondering if he’d even shown up at all.
Words: 332
Muse: getting over a cold.
Notes: sorry it's a small opener, but it'll get better when i sleep i swear !
~~~Outfit~~~