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*he's not quite trying to hide, but he's certainly not doing anything to make his presence more noticeable; he is, in fact, sitting in a corner of the main room, a thick, beaten-up textbook balanced on his knees -- he's distracted by carefully thumbing through the pages, though he's skimming it more for the comfort than to actually learn, and he's fairly clearly open enough to interruption from the outside world, though not to the point of welcoming it*
*he's smallish -- not short, exactly, he's maybe five foot ten or so, but fairly slender, and when he's curled up like this, he doesn't really make himself look any larger, and he's young, just going on eighteen, with smooth, clean-cut features and a pair of glasses perched on his nose before a pair of clear, dark grey eyes; his hair is dark blond and curly, locks of it curling up in the back and over his ears (mostly where his glasses hook over said ears)* *and yes -- he's half-angel, half-apocalyptic personification, which means mostly that the divine presence is faint but distinct around him and that anyone in said presence (his, that is, not the divine one itself) for too long may find himself leaving with the distinct urge to go and bake cookies*
*unfortunately, he won't be particularly helpful when it comes to greetings, though anyone to approach will get a faint, shy smile and a curious tilt of his head*
Typist: And here's Asher, the other spawn of the anti-OTP that started it all. :D He's shy, but by no means let that deter you from sending the puppetly things.
*he's smallish -- not short, exactly, he's maybe five foot ten or so, but fairly slender, and when he's curled up like this, he doesn't really make himself look any larger, and he's young, just going on eighteen, with smooth, clean-cut features and a pair of glasses perched on his nose before a pair of clear, dark grey eyes; his hair is dark blond and curly, locks of it curling up in the back and over his ears (mostly where his glasses hook over said ears)* *and yes -- he's half-angel, half-apocalyptic personification, which means mostly that the divine presence is faint but distinct around him and that anyone in said presence (his, that is, not the divine one itself) for too long may find himself leaving with the distinct urge to go and bake cookies*
*unfortunately, he won't be particularly helpful when it comes to greetings, though anyone to approach will get a faint, shy smile and a curious tilt of his head*
Typist: And here's Asher, the other spawn of the anti-OTP that started it all. :D He's shy, but by no means let that deter you from sending the puppetly things.