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Spring presented forth, a landscape blooming with candy flowers, colors of the rainbow and more, painting the green beneath, with butterflies, delicately fluttering mere inches away from the sweet nectar. there wings, with more elaborate colors then the flowers they drank from.
a dark, lanky figure, armored in sharp bone, and wild fur, shoulder arched from behind as head skulled head hung low on his body, expression completely masked, and eyes as blank as death, re pupils staring intently at a small butterfly lingering around his inky black paws.
Needless to say, this Numa looked severely out of place. but regardless to what others might have whispers, he remained in the center of the colors, colors that were unknown to him.

"Shoo" he spoke softly, his hollow voice echoing slightly as he carefully waves him paw at the butterfly, edging it to leave him.

Taken completely by surprise by the sudden mass crash landing in front of him, he had lurched backwards, falling right on his rump, legs sprawled in front of him, long arms propping him up, as he sat motionless, in shock at what formed up to be a Numa in front of him.
she sounded like it had probably caused her some pain.
lower jaw dropping slightly causing it to become visible from under his fangs.
she didn't seem to notice he was there yet. and he continued the breathless silence, his lower jaw opening and closing several times as he struggled with words. his heart slowing down to its normal rate as he calmed down.

in the mean time, the Butterfly he had been shooing away, as taken up a resting place on one of his feathers. the only color upon the dark Numa

Continuing his silent stare for a moment longer, her words snapped him out of the shock. Shaking his head sharply to bring himself back to his senses.
"I'm fine" he uttered dryly. feeling foolish with how he had landed he shifts his weight over, sliding his lacks back, and sitting more properly. front legs pulled in closer to his body.

shifting his face up just enough to be able to see her from above his brow.
unaware there was a butterfly on his head, or he would have chased it off for ruining his image,
he had certainly never been introduced to another Numa in this manner, he was almost unsure of how to react to it.
"are...you?" though his voice was as Haunting as ever, there was a awkward tone mixed in with the hollow effect.
uncomfortable as he always was around other Numa. he half wanted to just demand she move on, but her crash landing just seemed to mess everything up.

if not for the Skull over his face, one would see the eyebrow he was raising, but his expression was perfectly unreadable, seeming to just stare blankly at her, red Pupils slowly drifting over the Bandana she had mentioned.
"if its causing you trouble. why are you even wearing it?" he asked in an obvious manner, tone adopting its usual darkened edge once again.

though still quite disbelieving of what happened, and her embarrassed reaction and confession threw him off as well, usually he could go about scolding her, or being is usual bitter self. but it felt in bad taste. darn it. now he was confused. why didn't she start acting annoying like most of the female he met, that would make things so much less complicated for him. he scowled softly at his thoughts.

dipping his head down slightly as she mentioned his skull, eying the bandage again as if fell into her face.
well... that he could understand anyway, for as much as he knows his skull had never been removed from his face... he didn't even know if it could be removed.
he raised a claw up, running it down his skull before lifting his head up a slight frown on his face.
"but my skull at least does more good to me then harm. it shields me, your bandage nearly killed you" he pointed out. his voice low and somewhat rushed

he remained silent for a moment after she was finished talking. remaining motionless as he watched her. thinking to himself, that she had a point, being attacked to the thing... it was her own business anyway. but perhaps the thing that caused him to fall into the most paralyzed silence was her last comment.
Jayce didn't dislike his skull... and for the kind of life he chose to lead, it was very useful to him, though there was a picking at the back of his mind, whispering to him, and telling him that the very problems he faced were due to his born face.
"its a social burden to me" he grumbled under his breath. his tilting downward, still staring at her from under his brow. "gives me unwanted attention"
it was unknown by his face if he was upset, or pleased with this. his skull rendered all expressions he had perfectly masked