( The immediate impression is enough to startle a laugh right out of Esikko. It's refreshing, to have someone so plainly themselves in a way that doesn't make him want to barf— this short little knight is the epitome of a free presence, the opposite of just about everything in his palace life. )
Oh, you're so little~
( His voice, his laugh, since Leo surely cares, is low and smooth, but with a bright quality that can shine through in the lifts of phrases, a playful sort of curve that he manages to wind into his words. A hand lifts, pale and thin, to wind around one of his own pink locks. )
My father hated it, and I wanted to look more like a flower, I suppose. Something most find delicate or fragile, even when in truth they're resilient and full of many uses. ( Gardening, he'll find quickly, goes hand in hand with his magic, and hand in hand with his passion. It's easy enough to see in the way his eyes sparkle as he helps himself to nudging inside without even asking for an invitation.
Honestly, his 2 suite was this messy until someone else cleaned it for him, filled with plants and supplies for magic... Now, as an Ace, it's staff he relies on for cleaning. )
Doesn't it suit me? I'm naturally a rather pale blonde, but I feel that only makes me look more like a corpse, you know?
( It stands out, like the red marks beneath his eyes, like the way he holds himself, already leaning in to peer at some of the music on the walls. He reaches up to hook his fingers into his own scarf, but he holds off on removing it just yet. )
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Oh, you're so little~
( His voice, his laugh, since Leo surely cares, is low and smooth, but with a bright quality that can shine through in the lifts of phrases, a playful sort of curve that he manages to wind into his words. A hand lifts, pale and thin, to wind around one of his own pink locks. )
My father hated it, and I wanted to look more like a flower, I suppose. Something most find delicate or fragile, even when in truth they're resilient and full of many uses. ( Gardening, he'll find quickly, goes hand in hand with his magic, and hand in hand with his passion. It's easy enough to see in the way his eyes sparkle as he helps himself to nudging inside without even asking for an invitation.
Honestly, his 2 suite was this messy until someone else cleaned it for him, filled with plants and supplies for magic... Now, as an Ace, it's staff he relies on for cleaning. )
Doesn't it suit me? I'm naturally a rather pale blonde, but I feel that only makes me look more like a corpse, you know?
( It stands out, like the red marks beneath his eyes, like the way he holds himself, already leaning in to peer at some of the music on the walls. He reaches up to hook his fingers into his own scarf, but he holds off on removing it just yet. )
Leo, right? Nice to meet you.