[center][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/12b26f83e6ba3b3bbf080e7539ace154/549c64bf62717537-9b/s500x750/dd37833be90e8057d3095f6fbebc237e67dd906b.gifv[/img][color=0076a3][H1]Corvus Helstrom[/H1][/color][/center]
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[color=0076a3]"Um, I had just finished cleaning my cabin."[/color] Corvus looked up at Greyson, scratching the back of his head with the hand that wasn't use to consume the pizza with such gusto. [color=0076a3]"My sisters are just doing their own thing, so, I'm just kind of wandering around here, you know. Since I've got nothing better to do..."[/color]

Corvus, despite getting along with pretty much everyone, was not so good with holding a conversation, and could easily be pegged as awkward. Let's not even get to the part that English wasn't his first language, and sometimes forgets one word or another in a sentence.

Awkwardly looking down, he then noticed that his hand was... err, greasy, and realized that he might have just soiled Greyson's spotless white shirt. [color=0076a3]"Oh, [i]smörja[/i], I may just soiled your clothes with my overly enthusiastic greeting and pizza grease laden hand..."[/color] Corvus looked towards where his hand was placed when he hugged Greyson, and sure enough, there was a grease stain. In the shape of his own hand, no less. [color=0076a3]"I'm so sorry, Greyson, I just... ugh, what am I doing with myself..."[/color]

Being at a loss of what to say, he decided to change the subject, [color=0076a3]"So, um, the thing. With Erin. A lot of people showed to support her, no? I'm thinking of what I can do to help her... I don't want her or anyone to get... you know, burned by Aries."[/color]