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Elias leaned back into the hay, interlacing his fingers behind his head and looking up at the barn's ceiling. He felt utterly exhausted, but he knew it wasn't from any physical ailment. He had been forced to maintain social interaction and pleasantries every single day since he had arrived at the manor. The months leading up to his arrival had been filled with violence, brutality, and bloodshed. The sudden transition from primal beast to respectable gentleman was taxing on Elias, and he wasn't positive how much longer he could sustain the image.

Elias pushed the thoughts aside, not letting the darkness taint the happiness of the morning. Inhaling deeply, he released a long sigh as his body slowly woke up. [color=royalblue]"There's a reason that my bloodline chose to be Reapers. We Grimms have possessed a wide variety of skills and abilities related to Wesen that we obtain through our inheritance. Some Grimms don't get the gift; We don't know why or how the gift chooses who obtains it, but we know that you have to have Grimm blood in your veins to get it."[/color]

Elias rolled onto his side, looking at Alexis with a sleepy expression. [color=royalblue]"We can sometimes see Wesen through their disguises; we call it a Woge (voh-GAY). When they get agitated or emotional, their disguises slip, and we can see them for what they really are. There are a few other things we can do, but that's the most important one."[/color]

Elias frowned and titled his head slightly, his brows furrowing close together. [color=royalblue]"Why do you ask?"[/color]