Chaos is known as the being that never became a star. It is everywhere and yet nowhere at the same time.
Neither good nor evil, the ultimate expression of nothingness. The antithesis of the cosmos, creation itself.
Although Chaos claims to be the very state of existence from which the first entities appeared, it cannot form into the entity it wants most.
So it has been cursed to stay in the form of a dark and shapeless void. Floating between existence and nonexistence.
Longingly watching as stars are constantly born and lives are lived. The seeds of malice had been planted, flourished and transformed Chaos into the purest form of evil.
[attr="class","nologicpost1"]It was strange getting an invitation to an event from the upper echleon of society. Julius still did not have the fame or prestige for anyone from such social circles to notice him. In fact, he was sure that there was only one and that had been a pure fluke more than anything. Which was why it shouldn't have been a surprise (no matter how strange it was) that the invitation had come from her: Noel de Masséur. What was actually stranger was that despite the snowstorm, this event was still taking place. Perhaps, New Paris had simply gotten used to it..for the better or worse.[break][break]
The prosecutor stepped out of the taxi after paying for his ride along with the tip to see the girl that had invited him. He gave a small nod before walking over to the door and opening it for her, "thank you...for inviting me," it was the least he could say even though he was unsure as to why she invited him. Julius hardly made good company with how quiet he was and he doubted she could really show him off to anyone. Nonetheless, he had agreed anyway if only because he did not have much to do. He was free today and had not found any good enough leads to the possible cause of the storm.[break][break]
At least this way, if someone was to happen, he would be here and ready to help rather than stsaying in his apartment.
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The gathering of Richness, Gathering of Greatness, and Absolute most important a Gathering of Power for her over Him. She had spent most of the time prepping for the event trying to figure out which gown looked absolutely eye catching, yet not desperate... They all felt absolutely desperate to her, which did not help her mood for revenge against Julius. Such foolish actions, why did she even invite him? The whole event, meant to show off how great your connections were, not create them.
What outfit did she end up going with? Why a lovely green warm velvet with small silver wlk wrapping around the body in a slight cape-like design, the whole dress glittering of course like small gems etched into it. The gown itself was meant to represent the small flickers of snow falling on the crisp green of the pines famous for their Christmas Goodluck.
She deep down actually loathed Christmas parties, especially Christmas Rich Parties, her father was always one to show off their money.. but never once asking her what she wished for her birthday and christmas.. The answer of course been family time, but had he ask answer probably be. Family part of all the rich families, was family time. Making sure not to miss her escort other half, she had arrived thirty minutes early, lurking.. Stalking near the entryway until she saw him, she calmly stood tall waiting for him. Probably a good thing the white dress sleeves she wore prevent her nails from cutting into her palm, as he held that thanking her for the invite. With a small nod she walked inside the sights coming in fast, christmas themed everywhere... The smell of Richess even stronger, such an extravagant event so important it happened even during the cold winter storms.
With a small clear of throat "So glad to have you Monseur Vesper, a great man of your work." She answered head held even taller almost as if she attempted to overlook him, attempted to appear superior to his commoner self. Slight shift she spoke to him, "If you do not mind. I will be over by the food." With that she walked off leaving him without even a word, not even a.. Question to why she seperated so quickly.
The moment she was far enough, her body posture changed from one attempting dominance to solemn softness, followed with a small amount of stifness uncertainty. She only ate a piece of cheese, before sleeking away toward the dance area, her eyes lifting up once a while to look for.. Or watch Julius every movement, the moment she saw he was near by or even lurking at her, she'd pick a male partner looking.. Much nicer... To dance with.. Cutting off any and all partners should they attempt to talk, telling them to just hush and listen to the music. Course, every turn, every chance eyes made sure Julius was watching. Should she notice him looking, she pretended to be caught up in the music turning and swirling. Something about the way she acted and move, clearly read something was off.
[attr="class","nologicpost1"]As Noel walked inside, gray eyes trailed after her and the dress she was in. Green truly was a good color on her and as always the girl was well dressed. Julius had essentially worn the same suit he wore when they had run into each other in the last party, brooch included. Maybe he should have tried harder to match her, having a green tie instead of a black one might have helped. He heard about people coordinating their outfits together after all.[break][break]
Either way, he followed her inside and made sure to have closed the door behind him. The party looked different from the usual Christmas parties Julius was used to. For one, it was not even Christmas yet although it certainly was the month of Christmas. There was also the decorations, back when he had lived with his family friend, the man had decorated the house but it was not to this extent. Alex and Julius had not decorated anywhere near this level when they had moved out either. It was quite something to look at. [break][break]
It was Noel's clearing of the throat that had brought Julius away from the decoration and towards the girl instead. He was about to open his mouth to tell her that he had not done anything noteworthy, which was quite true. While Julius had yet to have lost a case, it was also only because he had not done any major cases either. Yet, what caught his eye was the girl held her head up and he could not help but wonder if it hurt her neck to be held in such a way. Before he can find the right way to ask such a question, she had quickly dismissed herself for food.[break][break]
The prosecutor can only look at her retreating back in confusion. If...if she was going to get some food, he supposed he should get them a table then. Which was exactly what Julius did, he found an empty table and had sat down. A passing waiter had come by and he took a glass of water from the man with a nod of gratitude. Yet, Noel never once approached him and had instead stood there and eaten something she had picked up from the table. Strange...it could not have been comfortable standing and eating like that. Had she not seen him? Julius stood up ready to approach her when the girl had grabbed onto another male and pulled him onto the dance floor.[break][break]
Gray eyes looked at the two as the male tilted his head in confusion. Julius had assumed Noel had invited him because she had wanted someone who did not care for her position to be spend time with her. Yet, it seemed that Noel had already found someone. So..what was Julius supposed to do? The male decided to sit back down in the chair and looked around to find any familiar faces. It did not surprise him to not find any. Head rested on his palm, Julius went back to looking at Noel and noting how she seemed to be dancing well enough with the other. She had also seemed to be the one to initiated the dance, which meant that it wasn't someone after her due to her position. Perhaps she had spotted an unexpected friend? That was good for her.[break][break]
Even if it did mean that Julius lost a reason to be here. After all, he was not exactly here to make any connections, this was not exactly a party for him. If he stayed..it might be a waste of time. Perhaps...slowly the prosecutor pushed himself up and approached them just as the second song ended. Gently he tapped on Noel's shoulder, "please...excuse us." Julius pardoned himself and Noel before trying to take her wrist in hopes of taking her away from the dance floor to ask some questions.[break][break]
The male honestly happy for her but he had wanted to make sure of a few things before he left.
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She struggled with her latest dancer, he wasn't bad... He was just like the others, great, near imperfect... Rather she found herself lonely, loathing this hat she was doing. Why was she here? Why didn't he just leave? Or do something? Why, was she even worry about this at all? Nobody seemed to recognize him, or even give him attention... Was he actually just a prosecutor?
She midterm near ending of the song noticed Julius making his way forward, a blush grew on her face. The guy she was dancing with suddenly grinned as if his commentary or movement had caused the blush, simple slow dance movement ending with the dance. The other male pressed himself closely, But Julius was there tapping her shoulder, asking to be pardoned for excuse... Causing the other male to grow rather upset turning to him, she just rolled her eyes. "Excuse me Monseur.. It would seem somebody needs my attention for business." She pushed herself away letting Julius take her waist and lead her elsewhere away from the group. This ending up to be a small gathering room, one of the many decorated rooms for guests... meetings.. Well Business meetings, the rich.. more worried about business during these celebrations than actual anything else. perhaps this was why they had it in Early december? Prep for January. Certainly wasn't for Family or Christmas.
The room was rather simple couple coaches, some wine and glasses, incredibly comfortably warm. Then could be the reds, oranges, and white mixed colors in the furniture themed... That or the small fire crackle giving her goan a small orange red mixed against the silver of the small cape. "Yes?" She asked with an edge of impatience, her annoyance growing larger.
[attr="class","nologicpost1"]Julius noticed how Noel's dancing partner had stared at him but he kept his eyes trained on the girl in question. After all, it was her choice to talk to him or not and she had decided to talk to him. The prosecutor followed her away from the dance floor and into a room that was not as well decorated but still more than what he can afford. There were also some glasses of wine which made Julius wondered if someone had already been here. Hopefully, they would not come back...but then again would it matter? He had planned to keep the conversation short anyway.[break][break]
For a moment as the two stood in the room, the only sound that could be heard was the crackling of fire. Julius merely stood still, his eyes looking at the wall as if the right words were written on it. If such a thing did exist on the walls, he had failed in finding it. This was made even more evident when Noel monosyllable word. [break][break]
"You...seemed to be...enjoying yourself," Julius stated his observation with a small nod, "that's good." It was good to know that she did have some friends within her social circle. "I...do you...need me...here?" he asked slightly tilting his head to the side to look at the girl from a better angle. "You...already seemed...to have...found someone." So she wasn't alone, which was good. That would mean that she would not go out to the balcony alone like that night where he had properly talked to her. "Should...I leave?"
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There was a long pause, a long silence, she was so lost in her thoughts she barely even noticed it. When Julius finally made a simple small statement, it was almost so boring she felt a small yawn coming on. Her eyes looking toward him up and down, the amber eyes pausing on the small brooch still on his shirt. Why did he think to wear it twice? Did he not understand the common sense you never wear an outfit twice? His awkwardness made her heart harden with disgust as he actually hesitated to talk to her.. No to ask her a quesiton. Boy, did the question not help her sour mood toward him at all. "What you mean need?""She asked with a taunting voice, the question not truly meaning to have an answer at all, he stuttering about finding someone and leaving. "Why would you leave?" She hissed body uncoiling, shifting to look taller more dominant once more. "do you not belong here?" The words spilling out, heart beating faster demanding his full blown attention. "After all.. You hired a body guard, so... Where do you hide them? how do you hide them, oh wait.. Dressing them up like everybody else."
Her body moved forward eyes staring down at him accusingly, "Why did you lie to me?" The question slipping out when she had absolutely no plans to say a word about her feelings. It wasn't on purpose, just kinda slipped.. And she froze on the spot by it, blush growing increasingly red.. Not by the fire. Eyes turning from his refusing to meet his, body posture shrinking a bit.
[attr="class","nologicpost1"]What did Julius mean by need? The male arched a brow unsure of how to answer that question. Fortunately, Noel had clarified the question by stating why would he leave. Well...the male bit his lips stilling this tongue as his mind searched for the words. However, the girl had continued on not waiting for him stating that he had hired a bodyguard. HIm...hired...a bodyguard? Gray eyes squinted at the statement unsure of what she meant. When had he ever hired a bodyguard? Where would he even get the money? While being a prosecutor certainly paid well, it did not pay that well. The girl took a step but she wasn't close enough for Julius to feel the need to take a step back. Gray eyes locking into amber ones as she asked why he lied to her.[break][break]
"About what?" he couldn't help but ask, his brows furrowed, "I...don't recall...lying to..you...or...having a...bodyguard." Had she mistaken him for someone else? A bit unlikely. Julius doubted many people have white highlights in their hair as he did. "What...did I...say...exactly?" Perhaps there was a misunderstanding somewhere? "Are...you mad...I took you...from...your friend?" Julius asked, "if so...then...I can just...leave." He had no plans to stay if Noel did not want him to. She was the only one he knew in this party after all.
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"About What?", She couldn't believe he had no clue about any of it. That she caught on to his little schemes, the lies, the body guards, the..the.. him not really being a prosecutor.. Okay that last part was a lie, she did research, he in fact was a prosecutor. According to her investigator, the best they had.. Always made the people he talked to confess anything and everything he wished, just with a glare. A glare. Incredible. "Yo-you.." She struggled to come up with words, however only to fail by her own emotional overcomings. He practically asking her questions the confusion written all over his face. How.. Did this Guy... Glare people into submission? he seemed more like a lost wounded puppy!
She took deep breaths forcibly to calm herself down, as he continued on about speculation that stealing her away upset her. "What no! I barely even cared about him, just..." her head throbbed, why was this so hard to admit all the information and data she had collected on him? Or.. How she was practically stalking him at one point with a camera droid used by some computer person. "I-I.. Don't leave." The words coming soft, only for her skin to suddenly harden. This. He was just going to walk out? Didn't want to tell the truth that much?! Her hands created fists she attempted to walk past him to open the door. "Jus-just forget everything, and go home. " Words once more coming out rough and forced, trying to do exactly opposite how she felt.
Hand grabbing the door knob.. Unknowingly turning it to the wrong way. "What the? Its.. Busted.. Why won't it.." She attempted to turn harder, till a sudden Clunk sound could be heard from inside. The bolt coming loose falling off door knob broken off, yet the overpriced thing had the other piece still attatched. "What the!" She panicking exclaimed looking, before turning to him holding up the door knob.. "It. Broke." Her voice in absolute disgust, before throwing it down to the ground. "You useless broken piece of junk! You had one job!"
With a small pout she leaned against the door tears gathering in her eyes, "Fine. You win. You have my Full Attention, just as you planned. Just. Why were there a Body Guard in the Eiffel Tower? Who is your so called friend Really?" The words coming out sounded a mixture of acid burning the tongue mixed with misery of depression.
[attr="class","nologicpost1"]By the way, Noel looked at him, it didn't seem as if his questions were helping her...nor himself. The girl seemed to be expressing something but what that something was, Julius could not name. Soon the only conclusion Julius could come up with was the fact that she was mad he had taken her away from her friend. He had interrupted them after all and had been willing to offer to simply leave. If he was in the way, then he could very well excuse himself. Yet, that was not it either, she had barely known the person (despite how close they seemed to be) and had asked him to stay only to retract the request.[break][break]
Just what did she want?[break][break]
The prosecutor was pushed to the side, his body following the force allowing Noel to head toward the door and open the doorknob. However, instead of opening it...it...well it broke. The time was then thrown away and Noel's frustration was rather evident but instead of taking her anger out on more inanimate objects, tears had leaked from the girl's eyes. [break][break]
And Julius almost wished he had left earlier as he was clearly not equipped for such a situation. The male blankly stared at her as she stated how he had her full attention just as he had wanted. Had he wanted that? He did not mind interacting with Noel despite how they did not do it very often. Yet, he had been genuinely happy to see her with someone that he thought had been her friend. However, if that was the case, why did Julius not simply stay and had thought about telling her that he was leaving? It was not as if anyone would approach him and he could have enjoyed the meal. The male bit his lips unsure of how accurate or inaccurate her statement was. Then again, now was not exactly the time to examine himself.[break][break]
Julius approached the tray that held the glasses of wine and took the cloth from underneath the glass. Slowly, he approached Noel and handed her the cloth to wipe her eyes with. "I..don't have...a bodyguard," the prosecutor informed her, "and..Oscar is..a computer...repairman. He..fixes computers...and looks...into...programs." In truth, Julius never fully understood Oscar's job and this was the best he can describe it. "I...I don't know...what you are...looking for." But since they were here together, Julius supposed this gave him the time to figure it out and perhaps time for Noel to find the right words as well. He can wait, it wasn't as if he had anything else to do anyway.[break][break]
"Noel...I have..never lied...to you," the male assured the girl. He was sure of it. Did he have secrets? Yes, but Julius had never lied to the girl or really anyone. He wasn't a criminal that needed to use deception. "Is...is this why...you were...dancing...with...someone...you didn't...even know?" If so then it was almost disappointing. Julius had honestly thought Noel had made a friend or found an old one. The girl was still lonely and now thanks to him, she wasn't exactly going out to meet anyone new.
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He had calmly brought her a napkin form the leftovers of the wine tray, she calmly quietly accepted it... not quite how to take the gentleman action as the one hand it was rather thoughtful, on other hand it was perhaps somebody else's hand-me-down... Who knew where those wine drinkers had been. She didn't think on the less happy details, instead focusing on how thoughtful he was and how much she greatly appreciated it. Cleaning herself up, she calmly listened to him as he attempted to explain everything.
It was... She wasn't sure.. If he was still lying or not... Once more all her speculations were just thrown out the window.. But.. he.. it... How.. She didn't understand, why did that one goliath speak to him? "I don't understand.." She said softly as he finished his answer with a question of his own. "I-I.. it... was.." She hushed completely looking away from him, eyes studying the floor.. or anything, as if the answer laid there. "Yes. That is why." She gave a small spiteful mumble before looking back at him amber eyes slightly shining, "Who was that... That.. Spoke to you.. The tall guy, who you instantly turned to.. At the eiffel tower? " Was it rude to learn about this large stranger? Probably.. But every company must learn about the other companies.. Some just did it unsavory secret methods. Then there was the direct approach, her approach.
Her heels clicked as she stepped closer to him closing the distance, her eyes staring at him studying his own. Taking the details, looking for something different or unique.. or some truth about what happened. Everything about this man, she did not understand, so many things did not add up. Calmly she offered her hand, "Wish to dance?"
[attr="class","nologicpost1"]Noel admitted to not understanding and how could she? Unless she knew about magic and that Julus had it, there was no way for her to truly understand. And yet..it felt strange. Julius had always felt a disconnection between him and the people around him. He had always been different from them but it had always been a fault of his own character. He couldn't understand certain social cues due to how withdrawn he had been after the discovery of his parent's death and the starting distrust he held with those around him. He did not interact with other people nor did he ever truly learn how to emote as others did simply because he did not wish to bother people. Sometimes he did wonder if he was truly human, psychologically that is. Physically he was obviously human. But...this disconnection was not the same. No, it felt as if he lived in an entirely different yet overlapping world. A world of magic that Noel could not - should not - understand. A world that he did his best to hide knowing that there would be people who find it unfair that only certain people may have their wish granted or worse...if certain people would look for any creature that can grant them powers. Julius understood that there exist a group of people who abuse their power, it was why crime bosses exist. It was why he could never truly tell anyone about the world he lived in now, not even Noel. And yet, perhaps it was because the two worlds had never truly crossed, Julius never realized that there was a new level of disconnection now. He could never tell Noel the truth, he could never let her into this world. It felt strange, this unsettling feeling.[break][break]
"A...an acquaintance..of my boss." It wasn't a lie, at least if one was to treat a lie as directly feeding false information. It was not false. Both Io and that man were people who fought against youmas, they were most likely acquaintances. And well, Io was in a sense Julius's boss because being a magi was technically a job, a job where the payment was already paid in advance.[break][break]
The sound of heels clicked against the floor as Noel crossed over what distance that was between them and offered her hand. Gray eyes looked at smooth hand (fitting for someone of her class) as she asked if he wanted to dance. "I'm...out of..practice," the male confessed. The last time he had danced was with Noel, which should be to no one's surprise. Julius hardly attended parties let alone high class ones. "There..is also...no music," unless one counted the muffled music that somewhat filtered through the door. Then again...the prosecutor reached into his pocket in order to fish out his phone. He supposed they could always use their phone to play a song. So that only left the first problem...his lack of skills in the art of dancing. "Are you...alright...that I...might step..on you?" Not that he did last time but the fear was always there in the back of his head. The last thing he wanted was to step on someone.
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An acquaintance of his boss? She felt a small blink of guilt and reality check, of course... He after all did say the elextricity and was acting as if the guy had given him information to act on, maybe it was a policeman of sorts? Wanted to stay undercover? Is that what it was, she felt her heart give a small beat... Of course, he was after all just a prosecutor. It was all just misunderstanding, all that social disturbance of a world he lived in.. She never thought about, perhaps she hadn't quite dived into the crazy world of Poor people. After all Animatronics attacking you, schoolwork, and random Ice storms can only get you so far. His eyes flickered down to her hand, she kept her pose in high confidence, even with his confession. She didn't care, she couldn't explain why.. But something about his quiet calm domineer and truthfulness... it was refreshing, much like a Tea something you have everyday.. but throw in a piece of mint, it held a complete different flavor of others.. Or how a quartz with iron could confuse a man to kill millions for 'gold'.
He shifted a bit, before commenting about no music, before suddenly reaching into his pocket. Hmm? She tilted her head watching the action, not at all bothered by the silence.. After all click of heels and shoes could be its own music, and the door... Had some music it, quieted yes, but not complete silence either. Suddenly sound came from his phone, such lovely sounds. " what lovely sounds.." She whispered softly before taking his hand, "I am but fine with a miss step or two. Anymore, may need to hire you a dance teacher." She gave him a small inviting wink before taking him back into the dance pattern she attempted to teach him before. The movements much more gentler but slightly faster this time... Almost as if she was less focused about his comfort, and more interested in just enjoying this movement with him. "You know Monseur Vesper, you really get around town." She commented slight off hand, "Rather impressive.." the voice coming out soft almost into a whisper. Her Movements growing softer less flowing with the music more just.. thinking.
[attr="class","nologicpost1"]Julius played the song on his phone, which might not exactly be very classical. No, not when he tended to listen to alternative, thankfully it was a lighter one. Hearing Noel commenting on it positively had the male arched a brow. He had not thought it was something he would like and he was almost tempted to ask what music she listened to. However, before he can gather the words, Noel had taken his hand and led him into a dance. Once again, he found himself being guided by her just like during their first dance. Don't be so stiff, just move along with her like a current, just try not to think too much. The first minute, gray eyes would often find themselves looking at the ground but soon, he started to look at his dancing partner instead. It wasn't as if he didn't keep track, but he merely kept track through his sense of touch rather than sight.[break][break]
The movement became faster but also gentler and the male had done his best to keep up. Then came her sudden comment that made the prosecutor arch a brow. If Marcus or really anyone was here, Julius was sure that they would laugh at Noel's comment. Julius getting around as in knowing people? "No," he corrected her, "I'm not...socially...active." Which he had always thought was obvious with the way he talked. The slowness of his tongue had always felt indicative. "Most..I know...are...from work." Whether it were people he was temporarily involved with due to cases or talked to due to his magi duty. Nonetheless, Julius hardly considered someone with connections. He never felt as if he was truly ever connected to anyone outside of Alex. Then again...there was Oscar. Oscar who he had felt closer recently but...was it a form of connection or was it merely temporary. Perhaps their bond, if such a thing truly existed between them, was only temporary until Oscar meet other people. Although, it wasn't anything Julius would mind. He knew about his own lack of people skills and there were people out there who were probably better suited to be Oscar's friends. The same way Julius was sure that one day Noel would feel connected to someone else as well. Someone who could truly form a connection with her and help her. Someone who wouldn't make her tear up or at least knew what to do should she be sad.[break][break]
"There's...nothing...to be...impressed about." he confessed going along with her movement or somewhat lack thereof. They merely moved back and forth, almost like stilled water. "Unlike you." Because really, when one took Noel's age (judging by her appearance) she truly was an amazing girl. She had a presence that commanded attention.
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He wasn't very socially active? She was slightly taken aback the man she asked to investigate on Julius... Reported many many different locations of talking to many many different people and interactions she'd never thought was possible for a many of his mediocre.... Granted nobody really special, just normal everyday lowlife poor people in their pathetic home enviroments. But... She didn't know how to respond, was he simply being modest? That had to be it. He countered saying he knew most from work, his work? "Is... that... so.." She answered slight lost baffled to how all those can be for work. Maybe she should try and understand how prosecution worked? Note, take Investigation and Civil Classes next class semester. Learn all about the legal system how it worked, if not for... Personal reasons, then to better business protection.
She continued on dancing listening as he confessed about being impressed, and how he truly wasn't himself. That she herself was the impressive one, this earning a small blush and gasp. While many called her that, or claim that.. It never felt real, coming from him, it actually felt something true.. Not just a ploy to earn her trust or mislead her away from the correct path to richness. "Tha-thank you. I however disagree with you." She said firmly heart pounding deeply, causing the red to grow thicker. " I have yet to meet any like you, so... Different."
[attr="class","nologicpost1"]Julius gave a nod confirming to Noel his answer. Almost everyone he had met was due to his job as a prosecutor or magi. He met those with magic and interacted with them because of their common role as magic users sans corrupteds. He had also met people like his clients, witnesses, those who support the clients, co-workers, and interns. Even Oscar who was a fellow tenant, Julius would not have met if he did not have a dire need to have his laptop fixed in order to work on certain cases or do research at home. There was Alex who Julius had met because of their familial ties, and the only one he can count on to be there regardless of what happens to him. Even the kind police officer who took him in, he only saw out of obligation and in all honesty, he was hardpressed to say if he ever felt any form of bond with the man. [break][break]
There was a small gasp from the girl which earned her a raised brow. Did not many people compliment her? Strange, one would think that she would have heard people remark on how impressive she was to attend to these parties and managing a business by herself. And perhaps it was due to their close proximity, and Julius saw the way her cheeks flushed. The male stopped midstep slightly tightening his hold on her in order to steady her should she need it.[break][break]
"It's..not..in...a good...way." Julius understood his oddities and how it can cause other people to view him. it was strange really, how different he spoke in court compared to social situations. He never understood how he can speak so well in one setting but not the other. Perhaps it was a caution but even then sometimes he wondered if that was such an adequate answer. "Also...are...you...arlgith?" he asked slipping his hand from hers and using the back of his right hand to touch her forehead. "Are...you sick?" there was a snowstorm after all and if one was not careful they could become sick. That was the last thing he would want for the girl.
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