<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">The Gentleman Magician</span></div><br/><br/><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Creepy Mask</span></em></div><br/>That was his darling all work and no pleasure. A rather pointed sigh came out of Harold's mouth as he noticed the sweets and treats on the floor. He could already tell that trying to get her to eat them would be foolish. Instead he merely followed his long coat swishing and kissing the stone steps as he made his way down after her. The age old feeling of magic charging the area came out to him as they entered the arena. The girl... the very one who his darling considered as a daughter was very clearly powerful. The whole of the guild was and he felt better about his "tentative" partnership to it.<br/><br/>She was going to be properly busy now with the reporter. The chance of getting her food and taking care of her was obliterated. Instead he simply moved to stand behind her his hands clasped behind his back in a regal manner. In his own way he knew he should talk with the other members of the guild and introduce himself. However the loner in him was rearing it's ugly head. Instead he continued to adopt his pose looking more like he was with her then an actual part of the guild. Of course he had his own reputation in the celebrity world. Their weren't many people who had the kind of head HE did after all. If the interview deigned to question him he'd answer.<br/><br/><br/>(https://josefcd904.files.wordpress.com/2017/10/ancient-magus-bride-ep-1-pic-11.jpg?w=1400)