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".... No... " His gaze was swiftly moved away from the Judge, having been caught staring at the other a bit too long. Rumors had been going around about a vampire and the Exorcist had taken it upon himself to find this vampire and get rid of them. However, it seemed more difficult than expected. Usually, when the church sent him out on a task to find the supernatural and get rid of them, there had been some sort of trail, something that would tell Aesop where he had to seek. This time, despite his best efforts, he was left with only a rumor and no lead at all.
Aesop cleared his throat, carefully picking up the bag that had been standing to his feet until now, then mumbled a small apology towards the other. " My apologies... I didn't mean to stare... I'm not... from around here. " As much as he didn't want to admit it, the situation was rather uncomfortable to him. Other people had been staring at him ever since he had arrived here. ( Nothing he wasn't used to; His appearance made him stick out from the normal crowd, but he still felt uncomfortable with all the attention he has been receiving since his arrival. )
Yet, there was something about the stranger that made him feel uneasy. He couldn't really point at what it was, leaving him to wonder if it was merely his imagination.
He’d felt someone staring at him from across the sidewalk. Usually it was an awestruck, or terrified, onlooker at this time of day, but he could never be too certain. Joseph had expected to find a citizen gawking at his judge’s garb.
What he saw was... not that.
Joseph’s gaze practically seared into bizarrely dressed man he caught staring. Black and red wouldn’t be unusual if it weren’t for the spikes, and scarf. Or was it a short cape? And who on Earth dressed like that? Perhaps a magic creature, but Joseph couldn’t feel any magic from him. And this was no disguise; Joseph would know if it was some sort of illusion or glamour.
And the man smelled human. If a little off, though Joseph chalked it up to his strange garb.
Not from around here. Joseph couldn’t help but smile. “A foreigner not used to the robes of a judge,” he teased, holding a hand idly up to his chest. “Then, not too different from the stares I normally get from the citizens. And before you get any more flustered,” he continued, noting the many paused in the other’s speech, “I assure you I’m not on duty just yet. Only on my way to the court house.
“I’m curious, what brings you here to this fine city?”
