"You don't believe in auras or you do not believe an aura can be seen?"
March finishes his cigarette and sets it in the tray, taking hold of his cane and pushing himself to a stand. He smiles, and now it's more of that jolly ol' boyish sort than the type to talk about corpse love, though he hopes soon that William here finds out just how much they are one in the same and more beyond that. Now, it looks as any secret he keeps might be more along the lines of who finished the cake instead of how many bodies are bobbing around the river. A smiling poker face, oh me oh my.
"I trained myself to see auras many many years ago and yours is beautiful. Eye-catching. Truly unique." It's not a pitch black filthy monster, but oh well. It's still quite interesting, something worth exploring. "You have a rage inside of you. Best to let it out from time to time instead of allowing it to eat you whole, hm?"
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March finishes his cigarette and sets it in the tray, taking hold of his cane and pushing himself to a stand. He smiles, and now it's more of that jolly ol' boyish sort than the type to talk about corpse love, though he hopes soon that William here finds out just how much they are one in the same and more beyond that. Now, it looks as any secret he keeps might be more along the lines of who finished the cake instead of how many bodies are bobbing around the river. A smiling poker face, oh me oh my.
"I trained myself to see auras many many years ago and yours is beautiful. Eye-catching. Truly unique." It's not a pitch black filthy monster, but oh well. It's still quite interesting, something worth exploring. "You have a rage inside of you. Best to let it out from time to time instead of allowing it to eat you whole, hm?"