|Byron Wickes (onthefence) wrote in cirque_rp,|
@ 2017-08-17 10:40:00
|Byron, like his sires before him, always had a sense when his progeny came within a city’s distant of him- less so with the progeny of his childe, but they still created a familiar tingle before they ever stepped into sight. A devious grin spread over Byron’s features when Lana scampered into the Cirque from the town and further when she signed the contract to become a part of collection. Felix’s Lady in White had finally decided to join the game.|
Vampire or not, the humidity of Cambodia did nothing for a clean look. The longer locks of dark hair that crowned the shaved sides of his head curled into wet waves. No one really had a problem with the look, but it made it harder to keep in place as he preferred. As though he never ran out of clean white button-downs, Byron had the sleeves rolled up- less out of discomfort of the environment and more for show. His charcoal grey pants tailored to fit his body in all the right ways left clean lines to accentuate his form.
Following his ‘parental’ intuition, Byron stepped into one of the costume work areas and leaned against the bar holding the doorway steady. “I’ve come to see to my shirt. It was a bloody mess when I dropped it off.” The corners of his lips turned up ever so slightly, but Byron knew he did not need to pretend toward normal emotion with his youngling. She knew better even before she had been turned.