011 - action (open to all)
[Mozenrath was in one of his rare 'pleased' moods. He had the blood of his mortal enemy, the Princess sufficiently ruined, and the pointless classes were still canceled.
There he sat in the very public Quad, in broad daylight, one legged crossed over the other as he casually munched on a pear. In his gauntlet covered hand was a new book, which he was reading with mild amusement. (Upon closer inspection it would be revealed that it was a biography on the Marquis de Sade). How very unusual for the cynical recluse.
Xerxes, having recovered from the 'dear Doctor's' prodding, was busying himself with floating around the fountain, chasing away the birds with snarls, snaps and vicious giggling.
All in all, it's been a good day; Which would probably be ruined by some manner of brainless mortal interrupting him with a disgusting amount of saccharine. Then again, perhaps he would adopt the motto 'What would Sade do' in that situation. The thought alone made him snicker to himself, and he turned to the next page with his thumb.]
There he sat in the very public Quad, in broad daylight, one legged crossed over the other as he casually munched on a pear. In his gauntlet covered hand was a new book, which he was reading with mild amusement. (Upon closer inspection it would be revealed that it was a biography on the Marquis de Sade). How very unusual for the cynical recluse.
Xerxes, having recovered from the 'dear Doctor's' prodding, was busying himself with floating around the fountain, chasing away the birds with snarls, snaps and vicious giggling.
All in all, it's been a good day; Which would probably be ruined by some manner of brainless mortal interrupting him with a disgusting amount of saccharine. Then again, perhaps he would adopt the motto 'What would Sade do' in that situation. The thought alone made him snicker to himself, and he turned to the next page with his thumb.]