*Once again we see the Des in his not so natural habitat, pacing back and forth in his room. He's paler than usual, the dusty colour of his skin reduced to an ashen sickly pale ivory.
Coupled with his white hoodie, he's quite dazzling to look at.
After a moment, he finally stares straight into the camera, leaning over a table in his room*Anyone
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[Oh look it's a ex whore wearing leg and arm warmers, with a kilt(mini skirt) and a corset, he's also got a little coffin shaped bag which he's rooting through.]
What combination of moisturizers are you using~
[Hair flip goes here.]
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*He just stares*
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*Brain crashed, restarting...one moment...*
.....I don't...use moisturizer.
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....mostly.
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.....So? When do you have to take a course in killing...Being a assassin is weird~
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Dude I WISH I was high. No kiddin, that was my life before I ended up here.
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