[ota] this fire is so in control
He's been so quiet. He's been so well-behaved and kept so close to the walls, the way he'd been told to. Really, for the longest stretch of time, the Tower had been essentially a piece of the landscape. An architectural element.
So maybe that means no one will notice--or, at least--no one will care, that he's chosen this afternoon to slide quietly through Town like a moving mountain. His face, as always, is set in a bland expression, scrawling into abrupt smiles now and then when the bolder denizens lift hands in greeting or flash hesitant grins in his direction. Anyone actually tracking his movements, of course, will notice fairly quickly that he seems to be scouting, grinding to a halt now and then with an ineffable expression on his face like he's working to commit details to stone before moving along.
Anyone really closely tracking his movements will discover that he seems to be scouting dining locations.
The reason for which, of course, will be made clear tonight, when he brings a certain lovely lady out on his arm (wearing, of course, the ridiculous pink shirt she brought him). Until then, anyone who wants to tell him where lovely ladies like to be taken out to dinner will... not find their advice rejected.
What? Burke's a perfectly normal person who does perfectly normal things.
{ooc; Anyone's welcome to run into Burke in the afternoon. Evening is for Rekla, clearly. o/}
So maybe that means no one will notice--or, at least--no one will care, that he's chosen this afternoon to slide quietly through Town like a moving mountain. His face, as always, is set in a bland expression, scrawling into abrupt smiles now and then when the bolder denizens lift hands in greeting or flash hesitant grins in his direction. Anyone actually tracking his movements, of course, will notice fairly quickly that he seems to be scouting, grinding to a halt now and then with an ineffable expression on his face like he's working to commit details to stone before moving along.
Anyone really closely tracking his movements will discover that he seems to be scouting dining locations.
The reason for which, of course, will be made clear tonight, when he brings a certain lovely lady out on his arm (wearing, of course, the ridiculous pink shirt she brought him). Until then, anyone who wants to tell him where lovely ladies like to be taken out to dinner will... not find their advice rejected.
What? Burke's a perfectly normal person who does perfectly normal things.
{ooc; Anyone's welcome to run into Burke in the afternoon. Evening is for Rekla, clearly. o/}