Avin Starfire
Character
The door swung open, Stardust stood less on edge this time, in normal clothes and a lack of sorrow hung in the air.
"It's rude to be too early!" Avin stated as he leaned up against a wooden support beam.
He popped open his case and slipped a Cigarra into the corner of his mouth and lit it with a match.
"You ready? Need someone to come and look after the kid? Had breakfast? This could take a while." He exhaled the smoke over his shoulder and shook ash into a dead potted plant.
[member="Stardust Raxis"]
"It's rude to be too early!" Avin stated as he leaned up against a wooden support beam.
He popped open his case and slipped a Cigarra into the corner of his mouth and lit it with a match.
"You ready? Need someone to come and look after the kid? Had breakfast? This could take a while." He exhaled the smoke over his shoulder and shook ash into a dead potted plant.
[member="Stardust Raxis"]