Date: 2010-02-16 11:21 pm (UTC)
For someone who fancied himself being catered to like royalty, Vayne took far too long for his liking. But nevertheless when he appeared Kuja put on a façade and smiled warm, pleasantly, deceivingly. “Vayne Solidor. I am glad that you have made it.”

When he stood, if Vayne thought that his wears were atrocious by any means, he would be viewing further proof to that claim. Stands of hair that rolled down his front during movement were flipped over, joining the rest of the mane. “Do you have a location in mind we could go to?” It was obvious he didn’t want to remain here. The stage must be set elsewhere.
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