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The look she offered as she moved away is meant to entice. Eloise knows exactly what it will mean. He did not hesitate to follow in her wake. Leaving the corridor and departing towards the stairs, Corvus’ gaze watched her disappear. A moment is all he needs. Allowing her to have time to dress for this late night, he chose to step up several moments later.

Upstairs with his destination being the master bedroom as he asked Eloise to join him to rest, Corvus carefully undressed. Removing one of his collected daggers from the interior of his jacket, he gently placed it on a stand. Rubies glinted effectively under the room’s amber lighting. It remained hypnotic, offering a pleasant but deadly decor. The man continued to ready for the evening in place, donning a silk robe. Ebony is his color most often but he expects the red of a woman he is currently falling in love with to mingle with his gothic. And there is that feeling. A notion that keeps him here.

“George,” he spoke clearly, firmly into the cell phone, reaching over for two clean glasses. “I need you to take over this excursion. Take several people with you. I am indisposed right now but I entrust you with this.” No other he could. It is vital they have this information but he did promise her. Tonight is for them. “All is well. I will be keeping an eye here just in case of trouble.” Placing both glasses down upon a small table, Corvus opened a cabinet to fetch a fruity wine he had been saving.

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”Myself of course,” he answered without gazing to the door as he recognized the voice. instead he set the crow down on his desk, removed a cigarette from his mouth and smashed it against the black marble surface of an ashtray. Time for a pre-course break is unexpectedly over. It would seem Miss North enjoys arriving early to class.

Corvus picked up one of his books before making eye contact finally. “To speak to one’s self is an act of discussion with the psyche. A very rare phenomenon.” While he gave a dry reason there is a clear indication he was humoring his student. “Do you often arrive to class 30 minutes early? Or were you simply hoping for one of my occult texts?” The professor promised to hand out several to those who score highest on their last essay.

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Fascinating how she uses a reference of a horror film but beyond a typical slasher. Still the creative process in film is fantasy. Reality in occultism may be archaic to say the least. Most do not heed its study much unless in an academic setting. Honestly it is a lesser in a modern world of college courses. Universities become stale, moving away from a need to retain knowledge in the old world. What he does is showcase that forgotten realm of weird, unnameable folly.

“Hm,” the professor hummed at her statement. “Summoning demons is not what I would ever recommend, Ms Stern. Though said rituals are not what they appear to be in movies. I would wipe that from mind. Evil Dead is hardly an example beyond fright inducing terror on a low budget.” Curiously, he did find her ideas endearing. A woman of science speaking of occult with its instructor must appear odd to outsiders. He will accept interest from any. Even those who work in scientific facts.

Corvus shook his head, waving his hand to dismiss her worry. “I deal with plenty of people who ask me questions regarding my field. Perhaps far more than my literature course. Please,” the man motioned to a chair near his desk. “It is after hours. I have time. Though my interests in learning are far more macabre than you may like. As far as science permits. The idea of longevity. What do you think of the soul versus science, Jessica?” Opting for an informal touch now, he sat back in his chair. “Can we take the essence of a person and implement it to machinery? I wonder how far scientists go to prove a point. Is it not much different than diving into ancient texts? Victor Frankenstein proved we can mix science and the grotesque aptly so.”

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Perhaps it is the many years that has since passed from his life. A reign lost to the histories spoken by word of mouth but no less poignant. As he ventures out amid this nightly hour during the festival for the Red Moon, Corvus senses all manner of life. Living have a particular way about them. It comes in how they behave, what they believe and - how they smell. Once he could have related but not today. Never any more can he view the world as they do. Yet this brazen girl with flaming hair doth persist in gaining his attention. Surely not by choice as her small deed is innocent but Corvus notices all.

With apple in hand, freshly chosen by this ripened young lady, he squeezes the fruit justly. Long digits wrap effortlessly, tight on its red skin. Something so difficult to crush by hand would easily melt into juice between his fingers. However, he merely keeps a firm hold, watching her closely.

“Rotten apples have a way of mingling with the ripe,” he speaks in a low raspy tone. Invoking a power behind it as an age old command it comes clear, crisp as rulers may impose. A curious way to speak but it is there. As unconscious as it is to the man it is part of his vocabulary even long after an end of kingdom. “How quaint of you my dear.” While it is a simple word of a gentleman there is an inflection around the endearment. “I am indebted to your aide. I travel far and wide. Yet none hold such an allure for a simple act of kindness.”

An interesting word from a man once feared. That is lost to time. However, she is tied to this present. His dark eyes narrowed slightly. Pale skin accentuated her features. Pure red strands, a magnificent hue matched the life blood of all. Something in her scent piqued his interest. Instincts rose with the many able bodies and beating hearts in this village festival. Still hers is vibrant, testing his craving. “You are part of this village, yes? Partaking in the Red Festival. I come every year in name of the fallen kingdom. Yet I have not had the pleasure of meeting you... my lady.”

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Oh so willing to cater to the masters of the underworld. Naturally he does not judge. How could he possibly when he is such a terrible human being himself? Far more than this woman he would imagine; Corvus nodded in return, accepting her reply with a little admiration. At least it is not drawn out. The more people wish to add their personal incentives to a contract the messier it may be. He would rather avoid that.

“I always keep my end of the bargain, Ms Hinton. Have no fear in that.” Corvus leaned forward. This time to wave a hand to one of his men, he focused on the woman before him. “People have a way of doing as I say. Fear. It works very well especially when used against those your enemies care for. Therefore you have nothing to worry over. Do you?” He stared with a neutral expression. A deep seated gaze could tell only of his concentration and not of his thoughts. Clearly he assessed Lily for any outward sign of regret. After all everyone rolls the dice making deals with the devil.

“Have a drink,” the man in black insisted as wine was quickly brought to his table. “To seal this little deal.”

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"If not the staff -" Corvus' voice trailed, a hint of concern clearly held on the tip of his tongue. What conspiracies shall run rampant through the halls of universities? Too many over the course of many years he would imagine. Scandal is not new to him. Surely it will never be a concept that goes away from school life. There is always something more at stake, diving to the deep end of risk when it involves college life.

He did not wish to upset Josh. Nor did he want the man to be afraid to walk across campus. Yet there is something off about it all. Something Corvus has to deal with now that he too has noticed the oddities, yes?

"If not staff," he repeated his initial thought. "The will of a parent." Plausible only if Joshua had a disagreement with a student and said student's parent did not like the result. "Have you had any issue with any of your students? No matter how small you assumed it to be. It may not be such a non issue in their eyes." Speaking from personal experience, Corvus felt alienated by teachers growing up. While he may look back now and realize faults in himself it does offer insight currently. "The type that have parents who may feel slighted by reputation."

Corvus rose from his chair. Intent on finishing his essay grading at home, he packed up neatly. Taking time to make eye contact with Josh, he sighed. "Possibilities are endless with events like these, Joshua. Whether those who acted on it are students or not someone on this faculty knows more then they let on." He made the statement not just out of accusation. It is clearly a feeling he has. "Come, Joshua. I will walk with you." A suggestion he only makes out concern. Who knows what may happen. 

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SPEECH

# OF SPOKEN LANGUAGES.    1    /    2    /   3 +

TONE OF VOICE.     high    /   average   /   deep

ACCENT.   yes  /     soft   /    no

DEMEANOR.   confident  /    shy    /   approachable    /   hostile   /  other - intimidating

POSTURE.   slumped    /   straight   /   stiff   /   relaxed

HABITS.    head tilting   /    swaying    /    fidgeting   /    stuttering    /   gesturing    /   arm crossing  /    strokes chin    /   er, um, or other interjections    /   plays with hair / clothing    /    hands at hips    /   inconsistent eye contact    /   maintains eye contact    /   frequent pausing   /   stands close    /   stands at distance

bold all that apply.    arse.   ass.   asshole.  bastard.    bitch.    bloody.   bugger.    bollocks.    chicken shit.   crap.    cunt.   dick.    dickhead.   frick. fuck.    horseshit.   motherfucker.   piss.   prick.   screw.    shit.   shitass.    son of a bitch.   twat.    wanker.    pussy.    dipshit.

given proper religious context.    christ on a bike.   christ on a cracker.   damn.    goddamn. godsdamn.    hell.    holy shit.   jesus.   jesus christ.  jesus h christ.    jesus h.    roosevelt christ.    lord sithis have mercy.   jesus, mary and joseph.   sweet jesus.  seven hells.

this or that?     contractions or enunciation ?    straightforward or cryptic ?  jargon or toned ?    complexity or simplicity ?   finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind ?   masculinity, neutrality, or femininity ?   formalities or abrasiveness ?   praise or equivocation ?    frankness or lies ?    excessive or minimal hand gestures ?   name-calling or magnanimity ?   friendly or blunt nicknames ?

IMPORTANT QUESTIONS

DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME UNDERSTANDING OR HEARING YOUR CHARACTER?

almost always    /    frequently  /   sometimes    /   rarely   /    never

DOES YOUR CHARACTER’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK?

almost always   /    frequently    /    sometimes    /    rarely    /    never

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER INITIATE CONVERSATIONS?

almost always    /    frequently    /    sometimes    /    rarely    /    never

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS?

almost always    /    frequently    /   sometimes    /    rarely    /    never

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER USE ‘WHOM’ IN A SENTENCE?

yes   /    no    /    only ironically

YOUR CHARACTER WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE?

but    /   though    /   although   /   however  /    perhaps   /    mayhaps

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER END CONVERSATIONS?

walk away   /    ask if that’s everything    /    say that that’s everything   /  give a proper goodbye  /   tell their company they’re done here   /    remain quiet   /    they don’t

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER ADDRESS OTHERS?

titles    /  first names   /   surnames    /    full names    /    nicknames

WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR CHARACTER BELONGS  TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK?

upper  /  middle  /  working  /  lower

IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR CHARACTER SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS?

accent /  vocabulary  / tone  /  level  /  politeness /  brusqueness  /  it doesn’t

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