The sodden cloak, and the rainsoaked man under it, had come close enough to the little group to be observed, and both seemed to flinch slightly at the Highland woman's latest verbal onslaught upon the timid Lalafell.
...and apparently, the hubbub had something to do with the carbuncle, whose radiance lit up the surrounding rain like a misty aura. Carbuncles were nice, he supposed, and were especially handy for creating instant squee in many fine and lovely women, but it wasn't what he'd come for: no Tonberries yet, though he himself wouldn't have put on a show in the driving rain, either, and that lurking guard nearby may have simply devoured them, for the look he had been casting upon the gathering groups.
Seeing that the loud Hyur and the Elezen were fully engaged, and that the rest of the group seemed to be clustered around the carbuncle as if it were an opening act, he simply grinned to himself, and moved up behind Jancis, stage-whispering into her ear...
"The Tonberries have come for YOUR SOUL..."
...and apparently, the hubbub had something to do with the carbuncle, whose radiance lit up the surrounding rain like a misty aura. Carbuncles were nice, he supposed, and were especially handy for creating instant squee in many fine and lovely women, but it wasn't what he'd come for: no Tonberries yet, though he himself wouldn't have put on a show in the driving rain, either, and that lurking guard nearby may have simply devoured them, for the look he had been casting upon the gathering groups.
Seeing that the loud Hyur and the Elezen were fully engaged, and that the rest of the group seemed to be clustered around the carbuncle as if it were an opening act, he simply grinned to himself, and moved up behind Jancis, stage-whispering into her ear...
"The Tonberries have come for YOUR SOUL..."
"But in the laugh there was another voice. A clearer laugh, an ironic laugh. A laugh which laughs because it chooses not to weep."
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