nikitanopants (nikitanopants) wrote in displacedmyths,

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At first he isn't there...

...and then he is, shifting into the visible spectrum as he walks. On each of his shoulders sits a large raven, glancing around and looking as suspicious as it's possible for birds to look.

Looks around for others, begins walking in their direction.

Nice Universe you've got here. Anyone in need of a good set of ravens? I'd like to keep the set together, they really do function better that way. However, I'm looking to unload them fairly quickly. Thought and Memory, anyone? Thought and Memory, free to a good home.

He's average height, maybe a little taller. Blonde hair that flashes a reddish tint in the sun, and sparkling blue eyes full of good humor. Fairly young-looking, maybe in his early thirties, he's a good looking man but not one who would stand out in a crowd. He wears a pair of black jeans, a red t-shirt and a black leather jacket with a red symbol on the back, almost like a mariner's compass but without the directions included, and its arms are of equal length. The ravens continue glancing around, shifting and preening, almost as if they're upset at finding themselves here, wherever HERE is.
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