[He take the sketchbook and charcoal from her hands and starts to draw. His silhouette soon appears under his fingers and the clothes takes form, something more tight-fitting than his usual suit. The closer it is to his true form outfit, the happier he is. And no gloves.]
All black with a dark red waistcoat, those are my colours. [He smiles as he hands her back the sketchbook. And for a split second, she would see his eyes change if she payed attention.]
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Date: 25 August 2011 15:27 (UTC)I don't find the idea too inane, be reassured.
[He take the sketchbook and charcoal from her hands and starts to draw. His silhouette soon appears under his fingers and the clothes takes form, something more tight-fitting than his usual suit. The closer it is to his true form outfit, the happier he is. And no gloves.]
All black with a dark red waistcoat, those are my colours. [He smiles as he hands her back the sketchbook. And for a split second, she would see his eyes change if she payed attention.]
And now, if you would be kind enough to turn...