The Demon of Darkness Approaches...
[[A pair of deep, piercing red eyes glint in the dead of the night. The dark figure leans against a tree in the thickness of the woods, folding his arms across his almost-bare chest.]]
...This is certainly different.
[[Fakir steps away from the tree and into the moonlight, lifting a hand to smoothly and almost gracefully brush his unruly bangs from his face, fingertips brushing over the horns adorning his head.
He sneers. Whatever this place is, he can't spot his dear unicorn. And therefore, there is nothing for him here.
He smoothly steps out into the abandoned streets, his boots not making a single sound in the emptiness of the night.]]
[[OOC: Guys, beware! This one's evil to the core. And if you're an Ahiru, tread softly; even if you're not the unicorn, he may get a liiiiiittle too close for comfort in any case.]]
...This is certainly different.
[[Fakir steps away from the tree and into the moonlight, lifting a hand to smoothly and almost gracefully brush his unruly bangs from his face, fingertips brushing over the horns adorning his head.
He sneers. Whatever this place is, he can't spot his dear unicorn. And therefore, there is nothing for him here.
He smoothly steps out into the abandoned streets, his boots not making a single sound in the emptiness of the night.]]
[[OOC: Guys, beware! This one's evil to the core. And if you're an Ahiru, tread softly; even if you're not the unicorn, he may get a liiiiiittle too close for comfort in any case.]]