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[color=orange]Elias Fawkes[/color]
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House of Angels->Outside House of Angels
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Elias jumped slightly at the voice that yanked him from the doze he was in. He stood and gave a rather sheepish smile at Cathrine while puling off his hat. The movement caused his rather strange hair to fluff out and he took her hand and kissed it. The movements smooth and then he pulled back. [color=orange]"Hello Cathrine. I am always ready for a fun day"[/color] he held his hat in one hand while his other moved to his neck and began to scratch with a bit of intensity. The look of annoyance in those amber eyes betraying only irritation at the itch. 

While Elias figured out what exactly Cathrine was, he had ensured what he was continued to be a secret. Even though he liked the girl, he did not trust her enough to give away his most carefully guarded secret. His head tilted as he studied her. [color=orange]"You look lovely this morning."[/color] Another smile, this time a rather slow smile before his hand moved to his arm and itched with aggression. He sighed and put his hat on his chair. [color=orange]"If you need me I will be outside."[/color] A small nod before he went outside and pet the muzzle of his horse. His keen eyes taking in the outside world and watching for anything suspicious. 

He raised his hand to itch a third time, but paused at the sight of a bump. A low grumble escaped him as he pressed the bump causing a rather vibrant red feather to emerge. A glance around before he pulled the feather with a wince and slipped it into a pocket. The molting would only get worse which meant tomorrow he would be staying inside. Staying inside and dealing with feathers going everywhere...he hated this. Molting was the worst part of being a bird. Well...mostly a bird. Elias swept his hand through his hair causing it to tussle and somehow stylishly get messed up in the process. A lone strand fell forward as he looked back out.