[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=556B2F]Thalken Talink[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/ab1b5d05d25c0f3d1c7e6b9c21886cf8/tumblr_nqw3kgLU6Y1sx8vito2_500.gif[/img][/center][center][I][h3][color=556B2F]I clutched the branch of soot and flame.
A father rose to scorch my feet.
I walk alone, beside myself. No where to go.

[/color][/h3][/I][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x-CWpzvU9bw][color=556B2F]- [I]"Flesh and Bone" by Black Math[/I][/color][/url][/center]
[hr][hr][center][b][color=556B2F]Location:[/color][/b] Gate to the Russian Imperial Circus Tent City (Regent's Park)
[b][color=556B2F]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
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	Thalken let Vladimir's words cascade over him and through him, all the while leaving his facial expression purposefully blank. Perhaps a part of him was still not quite ready for the world to see the man underneath. Nevertheless, his walls were slowly chipping away whether he liked it or not. He contemplated the terms that were laid out for him. He had to admit that they were straightforward, reasonable even. The fact that he would even be granted an audience with the Lady Crypt was--incredible. On the other hand, the bit about having his fate decided by others, though not surprising, was nonetheless nerve-wrecking.

	His breath came in sharply through his nose before coming out as an unsteady exhale from his mouth. [color=556B2F]"Fine,"[/color] he replied, his voice more agreeable this time around. He was truly trying to be cooperative rather than antagonistic, knowing full well the latter would only dig himself a deeper grave than he already was in. He just hoped that his efforts were even the least bit noticeable. If one could only look inside him, they would see the turmoil that laid within his being. They would see the good man that was now breaking down walls to free himself. It was time to make that man known. It was time for him to atone for all his sins. He had waited for years anticipating a moment like this, and yet finally facing it was still no less daunting.

	The mention of food brought him out of his brooding ruminations. When was the last time he had eaten? It dawn on him that it had been hours since he had eaten any food, and in his hurry to put as much distance from his father as possible, he had failed to bring any provisions with him. He was still dead set on not returning to the Talink Manor ever again, and yet all his stuff was basically now being held hostage there. He had the bare minimums on him. That was it. He closed his eyes, and his facial expression hardened. [color=556B2F]"God dammit,"[/color] he cursed lowly. [I]You're an idiot.[/I]