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Clifford Norman

Clifford still had his face in a pillow when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. A small lift of hope and he pulled up from the pillow and slowly took his phone out. He inhaled before flipping it open only to see a text from olivia. A grumble went through him and he rubbed his face before sitting up more to reply back. He paused then typed out a rather short text. A text that was very much like him. 

To Olivia:
Sure. when?

He then flopped backwards and kept his face covered with his arm for a moment before he felt himself internally break down. His boyfriend was safe yes, but his insecurities were surfacing. He needed to get out...a trip to the lake would be good for him. It would just be them right? He was probably being delusional with that thought process, but he knew he could not stay in his room forever. He inhaled once more and caught a faint whiff of leo on his hoodie. That caused his breath to hitch before he sat up rubbing his face. No he would not lose it. He was fine. He unzipped the hoodie and was about to toss it when his hand felt the music device filled with music that leo had sung and played. He paused before plugging headphones in and letting himself drown in his boyfriend's voice and music.

Raposo~Yin

Yin inhaled and his features shifted. That human....that human had the nerve to speak as if she was something other then a servant. The gleam of trickery was gone from his eyes instead his eyes took on a harder more stone like look to them. A frigid coolness enveloped him. She could insult yin all she wanted, but insulting the king. That was simply not acceptable. His tails and ears made a reappearance and the stillness of that many appendages was more unnerving then their appearance. Where falk was like deep pools and the hound was more straight forward. Yin's serious appearance was more like stepping too close to ice. 

Yin tilted his head toward the hound as he was spoken to. His eyes in a half lidded with the sheer irritation from the human. Large ears flicked and there was a twitch of his mouth. A different form of yin was standing there now...and this one was not something to take as lightly as his more humorous self. His hands clasped behind his back as he watched the hound move to the human and his mouth gave another twitch as they interacted. 

As soon as the chains broke the entirety of the kitsune's form tensed with anticipation. With the hounds words he gave a simple head nod, then watched as falk interacted. As falk spoke to him there was a deeper head nod. "Of course my lord. I would hate to deprive the court of a functioning servant." There was a brittleness to his voice. A cool tone paired with his red rimmed eyes. He then moved. The movements were elegant...cat like as he reached the pole after the human left. There was a slight inhale as he took in the scent of the waif. He would give her a head start. Her scent after all was drunk with fear which made the smell so easy to pick up. 

As yin turned he paused seeing a darker toned woman. But that is not what caught his eye. Rather what appeared to be a brand on the human. Swift movements resulted with her being merely inches away from her. Claws made an appearance as he lightly moved the cloth of her shirt away from her skin. "Human...why are you branded with the image of my kin?" Being that he was still in a serious mood, his tone was more a cool purr. In his mind he was still tracking time from when the waif ran to when he would chase her. Falk would be able to tell along with the hound that while he seemed distracted, he was simply biding his time for now. 

Yusuke

Yusuke had been barely paying attention to the chaos occurring around him. Rather he seemed to be absorbing the details around him. His hand paused on closing his sketch book as if he wanted to create more images. He managed to snap out of it when the one woman snapped. Bad idea. these are fae....you know not the consequences you face He was indeed the least like a fighter in the room. His form, while clearly toned, would never yield a weapon. His hands themselves were proof of that with their soft texture now paired with a soft coating of color. 

Yusuke watched the scene unfold before him and decided against putting it to paper. This scene was too...dangerous. Not that that didn't make it more tempting for him, but he knew when things could turn sour for him. Grey eyes moved as the fae did, taking in each detail and memorizing it to heart. This realm wa full of inspiration...he probably wouldn't even fight staying here. He blinked as a voice hit him. His head tilting causing a strand of blue black hair to slid over his face. "My lord i thank you for the good words. As for my name...I do not think i am capable of saying it" He gave a slight bow of his head before he proceeded to open the book. 

"Your entrance was quite awe inspiring. Not that others were not as well...i simply was inspired." His voice was a warm monotone. A sound that was pleasing to the ears, and the image itself. The detail was incredible for something that did not take him an exceedingly long amount of time. The hound could probably spot yin and his reaction captured easily on the paper. The most fascinating part was the the hound was in his wolfish shape with his fae shape lightly drawn in light a ghost or shadow. Smoke around him with a ferocity that should not be captured that well on paper. "I do hope you enjoy it"

Then, yusuke found himself blinking. His hands still holding the book open as the seelie court claimed him. "I am honored your highness" It is now clear that yusuke is not the more normal of humans after all. This could very well get him killed later.

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