Aug 21, 2013
You have a call from belovedscissors(2)
"Ah, hey." He didn't get up from the chair he was sitting at in the library, preferring to just stare at the girl from a distance with icy cold eyes. He felt something...different in her. Something off. Maybe it was just a killer's instinct, or just one of his bouts of paranoia, but he had already put his guard up. Looking her over, he was sure he could break her in less than a minute if he had to. "Sorry, I'm looking a bit messy here, but...So, who're you. Name's Richard."