a flash of red , and a brush of the wind against his cheek . yazoo stops walking , his posture relaxed and easy . shoulders draw back , chin raises as he speaks to the man in red , behind him , lurking like a ghost . ❛ i always thought you were just haunting these woods . ❜ feline eyes close gently as he turns toward vincent at last . he's an odd man , and this is what a remnant thinks ; the replica of the champion , not even complete . his head tilts . ❛ turns out you're quite solid . no ? ❜ ; @enypneon
* small starter call. accepting









