[ the moment that flat hears that voice, the rest of the world seems to come to a complete stop. whatever comments he had about cyrus are swiftly forgotten as he stares wide-eyed at the image of his classmate and his professor's loyal apprentice.
if he could see it, then confirming gray's existence would be as easy as blinking, easier than breathing. but with a sight that is no different than any other person's, that sort of thing becomes more complicated. perhaps it's an illusion. maybe it's some sort of mind control?
nonetheless he has to confirm.
gray, too, may notice a curious shape on the back of his right hand, with only one stroke left-- he has made no effort of hiding it, after all. ]
What's the nickname that I made up for the Professor!?
[ he yells it out, and it probably earns him a couple nasty looks from people who might be focused on whatever nonsense that guy is saying. none of it matters to flat. he just wants to know if his eyes aren't deceiving him. ]
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[ the moment that flat hears that voice, the rest of the world seems to come to a complete stop. whatever comments he had about cyrus are swiftly forgotten as he stares wide-eyed at the image of his classmate and his professor's loyal apprentice.
if he could see it, then confirming gray's existence would be as easy as blinking, easier than breathing. but with a sight that is no different than any other person's, that sort of thing becomes more complicated. perhaps it's an illusion. maybe it's some sort of mind control?
nonetheless he has to confirm.
gray, too, may notice a curious shape on the back of his right hand, with only one stroke left-- he has made no effort of hiding it, after all. ]
What's the nickname that I made up for the Professor!?
[ he yells it out, and it probably earns him a couple nasty looks from people who might be focused on whatever nonsense that guy is saying. none of it matters to flat. he just wants to know if his eyes aren't deceiving him. ]