prince of men face? [open]
Henry hasn't been out and about for a while, but he's descended tonight, early in the evening. He looks fairly normal - with things going better with Anita, the color of his eyes is almost back to human hazel, just a touch darker than they should be, and he could pass for a rather anemic human being. He seems relaxed, if a little bit thoughtful, standing in front of the fireplace and sipping a glass of water.
Henry feels twitchy, restless, uneasy, and he's not certain why. Holding the crucifix around his neck in one hand, rubbing his thumb up and down along the figure of Christ, he closes his eyes and murmurs under his breath:
"Pater noster, qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum. Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra..."
It's only about nine or ten - it gets dark early now, lets him out of his deathly sleep earlier. Henry likes the winter for that reason. Come say hello to Henry Fitzroy, Duke of Richmond and Somerset.
OOC: Haven't had him out in a while, I missed him. >>
Henry feels twitchy, restless, uneasy, and he's not certain why. Holding the crucifix around his neck in one hand, rubbing his thumb up and down along the figure of Christ, he closes his eyes and murmurs under his breath:
"Pater noster, qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum. Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra..."
It's only about nine or ten - it gets dark early now, lets him out of his deathly sleep earlier. Henry likes the winter for that reason. Come say hello to Henry Fitzroy, Duke of Richmond and Somerset.
OOC: Haven't had him out in a while, I missed him. >>