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Although he was loathe to admit it, sometimes Richard forgot that short people existed.
Towering above most of the population, he didn’t usually pay much attention to crowds, unless he needed to use them to his advantage. It wasn’t usually a problem, when he had senses to tell him when he needed to focus on his surroundings, as opposed to whatever train of thought tickled his fancy.
It wasn’t usually a problem, but it often became one when he bumped into someone.
The impact seemed fairly soft (at least, it felt soft to someone who was genetically modified; in retrospect, Richard would realise it could’ve been a very hard impact), but it felt like he’d likely tripped the stranger, and he rushed to grab her shoulders to prevent her from falling.
"Are you alright?" he asked the woman, pale eyes wide with shock. This certainly wasn’t on the agenda- especially not when he still had dinner to make.
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The woman Richard was focused on wasn’t normal; her hair was a touch too pale, her skin a shade too white. She smelled like a crisp winter’s morning, and something about her seemed to…glimmer.
Richard’s eyes narrowed, folding his arms over his chest as he tried to pinpoint why she seemed so…inhuman. It wasn’t simply her looks, but everything about her seemed to stick out like a sore thumb, but she somehow managed to blend in.
…Like a diamond in the snow.
Visibly cringing at the analogy, Richard pinched the bridge of his nose. He knew he shouldn’t have gotten into the veritable library that Evelleyn couldn’t take with her to college. Too much flowery prose.
After almost, what, nine months (jfc has it only been nine?) since closing down this blog, I’m going to make an attempt to start it up again.
Some things have been retconned, I’ve added to Richard’s bio, I’m going to work on a rules page, and I’m going to see who’s still around, and if anyone would be interested in rping with me, here.
If all else fails, I’ll go back to what I’ve been doing since I closed this blog- private rp, or none at all.
…Well, actually, “none at all” isn’t entirely accurate; I’ve since made a second OC account, this time for a much more mundane character, Ben Larsen, who can be found here.
As I said, I’m still working on dusting this blog off, and with a busy schedule for the weekend, I don’t know when I’ll “officially” get it up and running, but I’m going to do my damnedest to do it! c:
I want to resurrect this blog, but I feel like I have too much plot with too many people who don’t rp, anymore.
I love writing Richard, and I love to rp, but to keep writing without key players in his life would be too strange.
….So I guess this is goodbye from Arty and Richard. It’s been fun!
You can follow my personal, where I’ll be sure to let everyone know if I decide to start rping with a different oc.
Enjoying a cigar in a rare moment of peace…