Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26709630-20160408221123/@comment-25686329-20160410205756

Nietzsche gave a quick, souless smile that dropped from his face as quickly as it flicked across.

He looked her over briefly. Skin like a peach, freckled, glossy hair. Her eyes reminded him of his own, somewhere in the back of his mind. It was like looking at a softer color, a... brighter, happier version of what he almost would have.

Something about that triggered something inside him, and rather than just silently leave, he elected a different course. Something about Anomaly Carter calling him a "lizard-looking hermetic hussy" earlier may have spurred him further.

He went back to gathering his papers, finished quickly, and stood. He was about half a head taller than her.

"Most do." He said tersely, in response to her mentioning how she noticed the fire. "I apologize if it scared you, but I can't say I regret it. This work is like pulling teeth."

He stuck out a hand for her to shake. "Nietzche" He pronounced it something like Neechuh. "Charmed" he added, with no actual amusement in his voice.