<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/imagesqtbnANd9GcTqc6LS-8MlYsXdXeA658iq72OyvkNoFXde2ayTdk7B-dFeKWk0.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center">Arman Mazzaferro (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132874.msg5913952#msg5913952)<br/>Unknown</div><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Arman smiles at Muriel as he briefly contemplates her answer a moment before replying. ”Indeed, Muriel, it may well have driven us all mad. Let us just accept the fact that the seasons have made a full cycle, a new crop has been planted and grown and it is once again harvest time. So we celebrate another harvest and we feast.”<br/><br/>Arman’s eyes sparkle with amusement and a little something else as he turns to Mariana again. He chuckles lightly at her quip. ”I can’t help it that I have learned to enjoy the meals that I must partake of to survive or that after so long that hunger is building to a point of being very annoying even painful and look forward to satisfying that need.”<br/><br/>When Christian finally enters the setting room Arman’s smile fades some. This one likes the killing far too much and those boots her wears my look nice but are truly disgusting once you know what they are made from. Arman will kill when he has to but does not enjoy that part of the feeding and had even learned to control his hunger and not kill every time. Before coming to Castle he had actually not killed in nearly two centuries, but that meant that he had to feed more often. He has returned to killing simply because his meals are fewer and further between and he has to get as much nourishment from each meal as he can to sustain him until his next feeding.<br/><br/>As Julia-Anna begins to speak again Arman’s eyes drift back over to the ever beautiful Mariana. As the sparrow talks of the visitors already arriving in the town he listens but continues to gaze at the red haired unknown, but his are not filled with lust. If anything thing can be said about the way he is looking it would be close adoration. At the mention of Paul though his eyes go dark and turn towards Cameron the one that turned the child. Arman still wonders what would have happened that day if he had come out of the library to investigate the sounds and smells of a human being in the house that day. He still thinks that turning one so young was a big mistake. How could one so young be expected to deal with the hunger? He strongly believes that problems with boy have yet to really begin. Giving a human extremely long life is one thing but for them to be forever stuck in the body of child is sure to have bad affects on the mind. He also believes no harm was done by the boy and he could have simply been allowed to return to his family or killed to feed one of the unknown. Turning him was just wrong. ”Can’t say I blame him, Cameron. You stuck him forever in the body of a child before he even started to sexually mature. Had that happened to me I would want to kill my creator also whoever he or she may be.”<br/><br/>Arman is pulled out of angry memories by his lovely dark skinned creation, Melly, joining the meeting. He once again smiles at her and looks at her like a proud master of his favorite and prize winning pet, there is clearly some deep affection in him for her. Like his feelings for Melly are closest thing he has ever come to loving anyone with the exception of the woman within his first couple decades of his own turning that he refused to feed from because he had not yet learned to feed without killing. He reaches up to gently stroke Melly’s cheek with his fingers ending in her luxurious hair. He leans over to kiss her on the cheek. ”It’s nice of you to join us, La mia dolce.”<br/><br/>With the talk of a band being among the visitors Arman looks at Julia again with a wistful look on his. ”It has been a long time since I have seen a live musical performance, I would very much like to be able to get into town to see their show.” He may have made his interest clear but already fully intends to do exactly that through the tunnel in the cellar. He knows that the sparrow knows he is able to do this as he has met her a few times in town when she had started getting a little too controlling and he wanted to make it perfectly clear that the unknown are completely helpless without her or the other sparrows’ help. It is not too terribly difficult to get past Paul. It has not happened very often but seeing as the boy does not talk to any of the men Arman simple brings in a chair and sets silently with the silent boy and eventually the boy falls asleep as he works so hard to ignore Arman.