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[lovestheheart]

[ a door opens, pouring in bright light and somewhat disorientated Victorian gentleman. he nearly stumbles over the threshold, firmly whacking the butt of his cane down onto the ground to regain his balance. he turns back towards the door after a moment, only to find that it has since disappeared. how sad. ]Ah-! Pardon me, but could you tell me

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[14th_clown]

This place? It is a great many things, good sir. [The speaker draws forward, his hands folded behind his back and his eyes shadowed over by the rim of his top-hat. It wasn't as though he'd never seen someone akin to himself, but oh, something was curious about all this.] It is, one could say, relative to what you are wanting to find having tumbled through the wrong door.

...Was it? [He tilts his head slightly, eyes still hidden but a smile like that painted on a clown's face upon his lips.] Wrong, I mean.

For I must admit, I am less interested in what makes something right or wrong and instead what weaves the two together. Ahh, but we are not talking of my interests here, are we? Forgive me, for I do digress. [And likely sounds like he's a little touched in the head.]

And as for your son... You may need to provide more details. You see, that could be a description of a great many children in this fine house of mirrors, good sir. Do share more with me, won't you?

[lovestheheart]

[ ugh, and the first person he encounters has to be you. there's the distinct urge to bare his teeth at him, blood lust all but radiating from the earl. but instead, he smiles at him and takes two steps forward. it's so difficult to mistake the person in front of him, not when they share the same appearance and voice. ]

Relative, you say? Then, I suppose, it is yet to be seen whether or not this was indeed the wrong door. ♥ [ as for what he wants to find? we'll see if he appears. ♥ ]

They wouldn't al be lost as well, now would they? There is nothing sadder than lost children. ♥

My son, however, has brown hair, grey eyes, and he's wearing a puffy winter coat. His name is A ~ ll ~ en. ♥

Oops! The Allen. It broked :(

[14th_clown]

[The way this man speaks, through lips like his own, with a voice that echoes his and with a face like glancing at a mirror, rubs the jester up in a way he has not felt for some time. It is the tone, the manner the words are put together, it's the way he says the boy's name.

His shoulders tense beneath the folds of the battered, old, well-loved coat slung over his upper body and at his back his gloved hands clench against one another tightly. There is absolutely no doubt that this whole state of affairs leaves him feeling very uncomfortable.

But the expression doesn't change and in fact the smile widens as he leans his head back to survey 'himself' closely.]

No, there certainly are fewer things in the world as sad as that, it is true. Perhaps you are a man after my own heart.

But that boy is--[He is cut short by the sudden appearance of the lad in question, or one of them at the very least. His eyes slide carefully in the direction of the young exorcist as he crashes out on the floor. For a moment, the briefest of moments, his

[silver_trophies]

[Noah Eaze turned cobra here, slithering out from around a corner. Would a Noah know him for the Earl?]

why yes, all noahs would be able to recognise him. :D

[lovestheheart]

[ he glances down at the cobra curiously and then smiles, lacking any murderous intent. he then takes a couple steps closer, eyes still locked on Eaze. ]

[silver_trophies]

[Eaze comes closer as well, looking as pleased as a reptile can.]

[lovestheheart]

[ how impressive! more interesting still was that you don't quite seem to be familiar in the least, so little noah, who might you be? ♥ ]

You don't intend to remain like that, do you? ♥

[lovestheheart]

[ your appearance just might be stranger, Tyki-pon. what happened to you? he still smiles at her, offering her a polite tip of the hat. ]

G ~ o ~ o ~ d evening. ♥

[lovestheheart]

[ always, always, always. ♥ ]

It's quite the lovely night, Miss. . .? ♥

[dreamsofnoah]

Your son?

[Oh, she's seen some strange things in her time in the DR, but someone who looks this way but feels like the Earl...and who has a son? It's what's keeping Road from hanging off his neck as usual. For now.]

[lovestheheart]

[ he gives her a knowing smile, a light touch of fondness in his eyes as he regards her. he doesn't really hide the malice in his voice he speaks ]

My son, A ~ l ~ l ~ e ~ n. Have you seen him?

[dreamsofnoah]

[The malice in her smile matches that in his voice, any doubts she had done away with.]

I've seen so many of him, but he's never quite right. Maybe we should look for him together ♪

It would be terrible to keep you apart.

Pffft, see you are wonderful. ♥

[lovestheheart]

[ ah, road, you never disappoint. ♥ his tone changes into something much more friendly and approachable. ]

I'd be so grateful for your help. I'm afraid he might have gotten him lost. ♥

Not quite right, you say? ♥ You wouldn't care to enlighten me, young miss, now would you? ♥

Holy....is he Force proof? :D

[padawan_allen]

[Holy Mother Fuuuuu---]

Ma...Mana?

[ Congratulation, You have done what Master Cross could not do. Break Allen's break. He'll BRB once he scoops his brains from the ground.]

[lovestheheart]

[ he fakes surprise and concerns, then lets the expression slip so he can smile down at allen. ]

Ah-! Is that. . . you, Allen? My, you've grown big! ♥

[[ooc: I'm not super familiar with Star Wars, but I'mma say only partially, like maybe 40% less effective than innocence. ]]

Yeah, the poor Jedi are finders. ie fodder >:

[padawan_allen]

[Once he scooped his brains back and put them back inside his head....he rubbed his face with one hand, to clear his vision.]

Ma-na.

[Voice kinda cracks. A lot.]

((OOC: Yeah, basically I'd say that the Earl is able to mask his 'bloodlust' ))

Finders are always fodder 8)

[lovestheheart]

[ then there is more faux concern, regarding allen curiously as he restrains himself from doing something unacceptable. . . such as lashing out at him. ]

Allen? ♥ Are you alright? ♥

[[ ooc: Awesome! That works for me. ]]