Oooh boy! This really does depend on who would be so bold as to peck Feine on the cheek and which Feine they’re smooching, but either way he’s probably not amused. Gotta love all the complications of alter-egos.
The White Wolf
A few ilms were reclaimed with a backward step, blindfolded visage averted and downcast. Several fingertips were lofted to gently trace the residual memory of that unexpected kiss, rendered inert and pensive by it. The Wolf stood quietly for a time—as though the gesture had instead violently struck him and at last a lean jaw clenched, but what anger may have followed was tellingly swallowed. “...If you’ll excuse me.†Brief was the bow performed before he turned without another word and departed.
The Pale Reaper
It came unexpectedly. A blossom of warmth upon a cheek that permeated an unnatural albeit subtle frost—and without preamble his form dissipated. Whisked away by vaporous tendrils that deposited the Reaper several fulms away. There he stood, nonplussed and wide-eyed... until composure found him once more. “...You didn’t really think that one through, did you?†An unkind question fled smarmy lips that curled with the beginnings of a vicious smile.
The White Wolf
A few ilms were reclaimed with a backward step, blindfolded visage averted and downcast. Several fingertips were lofted to gently trace the residual memory of that unexpected kiss, rendered inert and pensive by it. The Wolf stood quietly for a time—as though the gesture had instead violently struck him and at last a lean jaw clenched, but what anger may have followed was tellingly swallowed. “...If you’ll excuse me.†Brief was the bow performed before he turned without another word and departed.
The Pale Reaper
It came unexpectedly. A blossom of warmth upon a cheek that permeated an unnatural albeit subtle frost—and without preamble his form dissipated. Whisked away by vaporous tendrils that deposited the Reaper several fulms away. There he stood, nonplussed and wide-eyed... until composure found him once more. “...You didn’t really think that one through, did you?†An unkind question fled smarmy lips that curled with the beginnings of a vicious smile.
