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[olaftheinfamous]

His long legs that somewhat resembled sticks were what lead him into the main room of the mansion. With a watchful eye he looked around, letting his beak-like nose guide him.
"What is this place?," he said with an upturned nose. "Well, just as long as those pesky children aren't anywhere near here."
He brushes off his old, dusty vest and made his way

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[misselthrush]

"Excuse me, sir."

Mary Lennox, just returned from tending her garden, eyes the man with cool suspicion.

[olaftheinfamous]

Olaf's eyes went wide hearing the childs voice. He clentched a boney hand and slowly turned around to look down at the child.
"Yeees?," he bent over to meet her eyes.

[misselthrush]

He reminded her of a praying mantis. "Why are you standing in the doorway?"

[olaftheinfamous]

He shook his head. "Why does it matter?," it was obvious he wasn't one for children.

[misselthrush]

"Doorways are for coming and going. Not for standing in."

[olaftheinfamous]

"Why you little--," he glared at her and stood back upright. "Do you know it's bad manners to be rude to your elders?"

[misselthrush]

"I was only asking, sir."

[olaftheinfamous]

He shook his head. "Just," he paused ",watch what you say from now on."
He was starting to notice that he wasn't getting very far being so unsociable around this new mansion he found himself in.