Jan 10, 2016
@saltatxr ( STARTER CALL. )
DANCING was an odd form of PASSION, or so he’s heard -- seen, perhaps, when he looks at her practice. ballet brought form, movement, into emotion and character. it was abstract, vague, but when put together it sang a message and he understood it. not much of dancer himself, however, he stands stiff, awkward, waiting for her to finish. he is not here to dance, unfortunately ; his reclusive personality forbade it. rather, there was questions to asked and answered -- cases solved ; work, work, work. he stands and stares, waiting to gain her attention, and nodding when he does. “ when you have a moment. ” soft-spoken, the agent ducks his head. “ no need to rush. ”
