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Crimson eyes gazed at the setting below, his pale but fine face was adorned by his deeply set optics .As breezes blew by his unkempt hair was blown about, resting every now and then in front of his eyes .His tall form was slim but strong; wearing blue uniform like attire and a white shoulder cape that cascaded down his back almost toughing the gravely ground on which he stood. Staccato was his name, for his upbeat pace and love of musical composers. Described as one before he was turned his home once was a musical theatre. Since then he had moved on to a bigger obsession. His slender fingers grasped the clasp that held his collar up around his neck. Pulling it tighter around his neck he watched the street below .Finally spotting life in that dark place .It was like finding water among the desert place.


His iron gaze stayed fixed to her. Moving quickly, the grace of his movements flowed silently .One great leap from the rooftop, and he had precision jumped to a grate with stairs. It was the building's escape method and he bounded from it. Once he had reached the ground; staying concealed by shadow he followed her. The sound of the bell was enough to keep track of her let alone the intrusion he played in her mind; he constantly listened to her thoughts .Staccato closed in on her .Still his slim fingers kept the clasp on his collar from opening anymore than it was already slit. His lower body was covered in deep blue slacks, the uniform type jacket was more shown as his shoulder cape billowed loosely behind his gliding steps .Standing tall he finally came into the open; appearing to be walking closely behind her.