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The door slams open, suddenly, almost violently swinging free of the wall; there are a few minutes in which nothing happens, then -- in a leisurely manner entirely at odds with the crash of the door -- a young man strolls in, hands in his pockets, and lets himself fall back onto the nearest couch, legs swinging up over the armrest -- only then can he properly aim a lazy, almost charming grin that's edged with mocking.
A brief description, then -- he's thin, just over six feet tall, a little awkward-looking thanks to the fact that he's not quite done growing, with light grey eyes and a rather messy crop of hair that's on the brown side of auburn. It might be possible for him to be dressed less casually, but not much so, really; one gets the impression that he could turn any type of clothing casual simply by wearing it. The air he gives off is one of both being amused by everything in life and being willing to mock everything in life. In short: he's not exactly a nice person, but he could be an entertaining one.
Once he's done surveying his surroundings, the grin will grow a little. "So, I want to know exactly what kind of crap my siblings have been spewing about me. None of it's true, after all. Trust me."
Typist: Aaand at long last we have Adrian, the final and youngest Hastur/Famine triplet. And likely the most obnoxious, so sorry, all the puppets who didn't think I would ever get around to it and were happy about that. >___>
A brief description, then -- he's thin, just over six feet tall, a little awkward-looking thanks to the fact that he's not quite done growing, with light grey eyes and a rather messy crop of hair that's on the brown side of auburn. It might be possible for him to be dressed less casually, but not much so, really; one gets the impression that he could turn any type of clothing casual simply by wearing it. The air he gives off is one of both being amused by everything in life and being willing to mock everything in life. In short: he's not exactly a nice person, but he could be an entertaining one.
Once he's done surveying his surroundings, the grin will grow a little. "So, I want to know exactly what kind of crap my siblings have been spewing about me. None of it's true, after all. Trust me."
Typist: Aaand at long last we have Adrian, the final and youngest Hastur/Famine triplet. And likely the most obnoxious, so sorry, all the puppets who didn't think I would ever get around to it and were happy about that. >___>