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Victor sat on the front porch of the large victorian style mansion he resided in, (And often had to help repair) wearing a heavy sweater and scarf as he watched the light fade rapidly to dark. The leaves fell from the trees, a brilliant smattering of colors that drifted to the ground to make pools of orange, reds, and yellows. He sighed softly through his nose, his breath barely visible, idle thoughts roaming through his skull. He felt melancholy this evening, and he wasn't sure why. Perhaps because he hadn't had anyone over in so long...? That could possibly be why. Chieko had been so busy with other things, like a rampaging bunny boy who refused to listen to any rules, or yet another rampaging bunny boy, whom, he suspect was just lonely. In any case, he prefered to be outside at the moment, hiding away from the drama and trouble, and not being the cause of it.


((Chieko's house is north of Barton, on an acherage surrounded around the front by a tall iron fence and gate, and around the back by solid brick wall fences. A road leads to the gate, and then a short walk past that, between huge, tall old trees that line a path to the front porch. The house it's self looks like it was very grand in it's day, but has fallen a bit to disrepair. It still gives a feeling of warmth and welcome, however. ))

Victor let out another breath as the stars began to show themselves in the chilly night sky, and he moved to stand, the sounds of raging bunny boys starting to calm in the house. He took a step up the porch, before he heard a voice, and he turned his head behind him to look. Black stands of hair blew past his face, as the light of the porch ended just before the gate, so he bent sideways to pick up the lantern next to him, and hold it up, moving down the stairs and onto the path. "Hello?" he called out, before he blinked at the stranger and her strange fox at the gate. He offered a little smile as he approached, and waved a little. "Oh, hello. I did not see you there." his voice was soft, yet clear.

Victor inhaled softly at the sudden reveal of such wondrous hair, and his eyes widened slightly. He had to pause for a long moment, before his manners reminded him that he was staring. "A-Ah...." he stammered a moment, before he offered a soft smile "I'm Victor. You must be a tale, like me?" He asked, before he continued "Would you like to come in? It's a bit chilly out." He was still rather stunned at her hair. He had only seen something so lovely on the top of Adonis' head, but, this blew that out of the water. How could hair be so.... stary? It was astonishing, to him, and that showed on his face.

"It is nice to meet you." He replied, still a little breathless, as he turned and headed into the antiquated home. A warm light came from the windows, and fought off the weather, even on the porch. Victor, however, wouldn't have noticed if it had suddenly started to rain frogs, he was so entranced by Elena's hair.