I'm glad you think so. Though, it's looking like I might be a touch overdressed. Would've re-thought the pants if I'd known what my other self was up to with you.
[Forgive him, he is staring. Appreciatively, of course, and doing very little to hide it. And why would he? He'd be just as brazen about it if he were "his own" Javert, of course.
This one is quite the sight to behold, embellished in a way he wouldn't necessarily consider suitable for an officer, especially from what he understood about that time period. The single tattoo on his Javert was easy to conceal for professionalism's sake, but this one doesn't seem to care so much about optics serving respectability over his own expression, which this version of Vicious seems to agree with wholeheartedly what with his own inks and accoutrements on display. The roman numeral thirteen adorns his breast over his heart, and a black bird's wing and the red tail of a eastern dragon extend along his rib cage, disappearing beneath his shirt.]
This is a good look for you.
[Mostly naked? Or all the jewelry and tattoos? Who knows, he's not really looking at his body anymore, instead focusing on that familiar face wearing an unfamiliar, distinctly cat-like expression. Normally this would indicate the bi-monthly psychological effects of the fog, or some kind of demonic or shade possession but... no, he's sure this is just how this Javert operates. It just looks too natural to be anything else.
All this appraisal has left him trapped in his own head for much longer than he intended, and it probably seems like he's just been staring at Javert's mouth for... a very long time. So long that it seems that he didn't quite parse the elder vampire's request.
Which is a shame, because he really is quite thirsty at the moment.]
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[Forgive him, he is staring. Appreciatively, of course, and doing very little to hide it. And why would he? He'd be just as brazen about it if he were "his own" Javert, of course.
This one is quite the sight to behold, embellished in a way he wouldn't necessarily consider suitable for an officer, especially from what he understood about that time period. The single tattoo on his Javert was easy to conceal for professionalism's sake, but this one doesn't seem to care so much about optics serving respectability over his own expression, which this version of Vicious seems to agree with wholeheartedly what with his own inks and accoutrements on display. The roman numeral thirteen adorns his breast over his heart, and a black bird's wing and the red tail of a eastern dragon extend along his rib cage, disappearing beneath his shirt.]
This is a good look for you.
[Mostly naked? Or all the jewelry and tattoos? Who knows, he's not really looking at his body anymore, instead focusing on that familiar face wearing an unfamiliar, distinctly cat-like expression. Normally this would indicate the bi-monthly psychological effects of the fog, or some kind of demonic or shade possession but... no, he's sure this is just how this Javert operates. It just looks too natural to be anything else.
All this appraisal has left him trapped in his own head for much longer than he intended, and it probably seems like he's just been staring at Javert's mouth for... a very long time. So long that it seems that he didn't quite parse the elder vampire's request.
Which is a shame, because he really is quite thirsty at the moment.]