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Guess	Jun 16 2009, 12:24 AM
??? Posts: 77 Group: Forum Moderator Member #249 Joined: December 31, 2008 Preferred Name Guess	Inwardly the magician smiled to himself as the guard, Havard’s partner, talked his friend out of starting what would most certainly have become just more trouble and a very big inconvenience for everyone involved. Razi didn’t look up as they left and merely waited for them to vanish from sight before actually moving. Now that the situation had been defused, the little black suddenly wasn’t as interesting as it had been only minutes prior. With a barely audible sigh he closed the book using the hand that held it; the object seeming to vanish in a small display of puffs of shadow. He clapped his hands together, the remnants of the book’s disappearance falling from his gloves. Now that he no longer had his nose stuck in the book, the magician seemed quite fidgety and restless with hands at his sides, fingertips drumming against his thighs. His foot tapped silently against the ground as he rapidly flicked his gaze around the square, looking for something. In truth he was trying to decide if the space would be good enough to hold a show. He moved around to view what was before him at various angles before the side of his shoe brushed up against something. Sharply he lowered his head to see what it was, putting the drunken red head square in his sights. He couldn’t help but chuckle quietly at her, his broad shoulders bobbing as he did so, mirror eyes glinting. “Why hello there poor, unfortunate soul!” He greeted her with way too much enthusiasm. “What has gotten you down on this fine day?” He paused then, moving a finger to his chin, looking thoughtful. “Other than a lack of balance that is.”

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