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| Guess | Jun 16 2009, 02:08 AM |
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When the woman humored him, he swelled with happiness, though he didn’t laugh. If there was one thing that Razi enjoyed more than putting on a performance, it was when the audience participated in said performance. The general unpredictability that audience response usually brought with them was what the magician thrived on. It was much more fun to do a show that way compared to ones filled with silence and ‘cold fish’ types. He sighed heavily, letting his head fall and slowly sway from side to side at the revelation that she would not actually take off her shirt for him. Peeking up at her from beneath the brim of his hood he would have grinned if she could see it. “I suppose it is for the best. After all, we shouldn’t go around corrupting the minds of innocent children.” A smile, no matter how big or small was still a smile and meant that he was doing his job, so even though the one she had wasn’t stretching from ear to ear, it was indeed a start. “True.” He said plainly in regards to her calling him out. “But at times I do like to fancy myself a gentleman who wouldn’t be so quick to take to ravishing a woman not sober.” His eyes cut her a look as he straightened himself, brushing his hands over his chest. “No matter how much she may want the opposite. He laughed then. “Oh? And here I was under the impression that it was the women who were the game masters… Are you sure you would want to relinquish that title? It will surely come in handy at some point.” Listening quietly as she asked about his various garb, he chuckled quietly, bringing the side of his hand to the place where his mouth would be. “Ah, wouldn’t that be… Predictable… A giant shadow playing with shadows…” His words were quiet and wistful, but then he made a clicking sound and a dismissive hand gesture. “Though I am not fully at liberty to disclose to you what exactly lies beneath the layer of masterfully woven fabric you see before you, I can assure you quite honestly that a giant shadow is what is not.” He laughed at his own words before beginning to lean his shoulder against the wall. “So, who do I have the pleasure of speaking to might I ask?” |
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