flip side, flip side // abathur

[charactercemetary.]

[glow=#000,1,400]WE'VE BECOMES ECHOES BUT ECHOES, THEY FADE AWAY — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Claws stretched out, as did most of his body. Blue eyes flicker, lazily scanning the camp. He hops down from the doorsteps of his house, trekking through slightly muddied soils. He shakes it off, snorting at the growing dirt on his paws before going to the center of camp.

Damn. Not even a crowd, was there? As soon as Kid showed up, though... a soft sight escaped his maw, and he started waving people over. "Hey! Hey. Oi! I got a magic trick! Come and watch!" What was with this group and their dislike of tricks? Nobody even batted an eye at the dude.

// [member=1431]ABATHUR .[/member] sorry it sucks

[ABATHUR .]

Perhaps, if he were a different person, a more ignorant one who didn't accept the basic evidence in front of them, he would assume magic, much like the rest of the paranormal, was something fake. Assuming that such things were unrelated phenomena, or just exaggerated superstitions, or even just straight up false - that sort of thing. He was not that person, though, and he had seen firsthand the exact sort of things that such a person would handwave as absurd.

So when the call for a magic trick was sounded, he was immediately and irrevocably intrigued - and the one thing core to Abathur's personage was that his curiosity could only be sated by knowledge, for which he would hunt until it was found or he was dead. Morbid, but such was the way of the wayward scientist, even though recently, he had begun to lose that way. Lose that feeling of purpose. Purposeless though he was, he was still a man with a very simple want, and so he approached the 'stage,' somewhat listlessly, quietly aware that not many others had. He didn't know the person presenting, and he didn't know if it would be as entertaining sans sight, but still - he had nothing better to do with his time than be curious about something.

tags - "speech"

[charactercemetary.]

[glow=#000,1,400]WE'VE BECOMES ECHOES BUT ECHOES, THEY FADE AWAY — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Kaito sighed, sitting down upon the stage, feeling utterly defeated. Of course, this was until he saw the figure walking by him.  The cat's tail flicked back and forth, as if calling for somebody - anybody, to come and watch. He remembered that his tricks were so popular before. Now, nobody bothered to give him the time of day.

Thankfully, this dejection did not last too long. His gaze flickers upward, hearing footsteps and seeing a figure stepping towards him. He blinks. A spider? Well, considering this place had winged lions, this wasn't the most unusual sight. Plus, he was scared of fish, not arachnids! He winks to Abathur, waving him up. "Do you want to help me, sir?"