07-26-2018, 08:10 PM
CLEO ROUX-CIPHER
Cleo doesn't appear particularly bothered as she arrivals, smiling in that dainty fashion of hers as a red gaze falls upon Junji. She idly wonders why this strange child thinks that his mother is here of all places, but decides not to say anything too offensive. The bengal doesn't know everyone and it's more than possible that his missing mother could be among them. She doubts it though- fate was certainly not kind enough to grant many even that blessing, and she's of the firm belief that this child is no different.
She shifts her weight, the snake coiled around her pale frame hissing as it readjusts its position. She has chosen Eshe to accompany her that day and the black mamba seems antsy for some reason, rarely sitting still. Cleo ignores it, instead permitting her attention to flicker towards her Father. [color=#445544]"I-" She pauses in her statement, realizing that she was about to say something wholly unladylike in the presence of Pincher. That smile of hers - sweet, too sweet - widens, and suddenly she's the picture of childlike kindness, faux concern embracing cinnamon hued features. [color=#445544]"I'm Cleo." Her greeting is easy, casual, but there's a glimmer of something else there- an edge of uncertainty. Mistrust. Her name was all that this stranger would be receiving and not even her snake companion would be introduced. This world was cruel and full of the unknown and, while Junji appears relatively innocent, she knows better than to take her chances.
She shifts her weight, the snake coiled around her pale frame hissing as it readjusts its position. She has chosen Eshe to accompany her that day and the black mamba seems antsy for some reason, rarely sitting still. Cleo ignores it, instead permitting her attention to flicker towards her Father. [color=#445544]"I-" She pauses in her statement, realizing that she was about to say something wholly unladylike in the presence of Pincher. That smile of hers - sweet, too sweet - widens, and suddenly she's the picture of childlike kindness, faux concern embracing cinnamon hued features. [color=#445544]"I'm Cleo." Her greeting is easy, casual, but there's a glimmer of something else there- an edge of uncertainty. Mistrust. Her name was all that this stranger would be receiving and not even her snake companion would be introduced. This world was cruel and full of the unknown and, while Junji appears relatively innocent, she knows better than to take her chances.
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