Kyle R. Groger (kyle_r_groger) wrote in imnotmyself,
Kyle R. Groger
kyle_r_groger

a new face, But an old friend.

He steps in through the doors, clad in a baroque-ish black that hangs about his gaunt figure like the curtains of a stage. in his left hand dangles a black wood case, and tucked under his arm a sheaf of papers with scribbles of notes. His eyes fix on Evilyn, an old aqaintence as she speaks with the stranger.

At a table near one of the dimmer windows, he lays the papers and his case. greasy black hair falls about his hawk like features as a graceful but almost skeletal hand waves at the dark haired owner. He sits where he can watch the entire room and drums his fingers upon the table, waiting for her attentions.
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