The man who enters the entrance hall after Laura is large, his muscles not hidden underneath his long black robes. Personal grooming has never entered his mental vocabulary: his greyish-brown hair is matted, his pointed teeth are stained yellow as are his long nails.
Fenrir Greyback thought he smelled someone...young.
The corners of his amber eyes crinkle in a smile. "I always loved the ceiling," he comments, with the raspy voice of someone not used to speaking.
"I don't have one," she informs him. "You live here?" She does not think he looks like he would, but there's all sorts of stories about princes/paupers and royalty in disguise.
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The man who enters the entrance hall after Laura is large, his muscles not hidden underneath his long black robes. Personal grooming has never entered his mental vocabulary: his greyish-brown hair is matted, his pointed teeth are stained yellow as are his long nails.
Fenrir Greyback thought he smelled someone...young.
The corners of his amber eyes crinkle in a smile. "I always loved the ceiling," he comments, with the raspy voice of someone not used to speaking.
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"What are you supposed to be, some kinda bum?"
She hopes! Bums are neat!
Mudkip is not as excited. He is cowering back by Laura's legs and watching the creepy newcomer.
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"Didn't your mother teach manners?" He doesn't sound like he minds one bit, though.
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