<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9s8nO7C.png)   </div><strong>Name~</strong>Artemis Baker<br/><br/><strong>When~</strong>9/17 - morning<br/><br/><strong>Tagging~</strong>Mara, open<br/><br/><strong>Side Note~</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Artemis blushed even more seeing the girl's smile shift to one more...coy? jovial? He must have looked really silly indeed, "Oh...well that sounds great!" he said, chuckling a bit, trying to return the girl's playful grin with his own. When she mentioned not knowing what the special was his chuckle became more awkward and nervous, "I see, thanks a lot I appreciate it" he muttered, trying to play it of cooly. When she smiled down at him again he seemed to mellow out a bit. There was definitely something...calming, in the warmth of her smile. And it wasn't just that she was pretty, though god was she certainly that, it was more the..."welcoming" of it? Perhaps. Over the past few years he had been so confused about the world and his place within it, finding himself suddenly thrust between two completely different lives. He was caught between his intrigue in this new, supernatural world, and his fear and uncertainty of it. However there was something about her smile that felt safe, assuring, like everything would work out just fine.....Or perhaps she was just a really attractive young woman, and the young man who hadn't been with any woman besides his eccentric teacher since high school was just developing a bit of a crush and looking way too deeply into it. That was also a possibility he supposed.<br/><br/>However as he gazed up at her smiling face, his eyes eventually began to trail upwards towards her horns again, the boy blushing slightly when he remembered how she had reacted to his staring the first time. Was there something err...<em>inappropriate</em>about staring at that particular area? He honestly didn't know what other races considered to be "intimate areas" or not, though as with most things, his cat-like curiosity drove him to investigate further, "umm hey...I'm sorry if this rude of me to ask. But I haven't really gotten a chance to actually just sit down and talk to, errr, someone like you before..." the boy muttered, great start there Arty, amazing start. "Someone like you"? No way anyone would take offense to a statement like that, "Your horns...they look ummm, very animalistic in nature...n-not in a bad way of course they're very lovely looking! But I mean, they don't really look like demon horns or anything like that, so I figured you must be from the Beastial category of fae, n-not that you're beastly in any way of course, but...well usually fae in that category have more signifying traits than just horns, like legs for example" the boy said, glancing down at her smooth, shapely, very much human legs (Artemis quickly peeling his eyes back upwards lest he get caught gawking at them), "So umm, what are you exactly?" the boy asked, finally getting around to the point after a mountain of preamble.