[ Epel's confused when the phone comes out. He waits patiently regardless, shifting only when the phone is turned to face him. Peeking at the image there, he blinks several times, before--
He grabs the phone outright, staring at the man sprawled out on that tree branch. He pinches the screen to zoom in on the face, before holding said phone up near Rook's face, as if comparing the two of them. ]
Ah can't believe....
[ No, there it is! The gaze of Rook's eyes, the smile. It's all Rook in that picture, so happy and unrestrained. Untrained, free. ]
You were in Savanaclaw and you left?! For Pomefiore????? Why?! Are ya nuts? Was it necessary? Did they kick ya out or somethin??? What happened??
[ Rook has his full attention now, as Epel shifts to fully face him in his seat, eyes wide. ]
You gots to tell me. How'd ya keep this a secret, huh?? Not fair-- look at you!
[For now, at least, Epel can steal his phone--he could even browse through those photos he'd taken during his early days at Night Raven College, if he could tear his eyes away. For his part, Rook just laughs aloud at Epel's shock, eyes sparkling with mischief. You wanted to get to know each better, didn't you, Epel? In a situation where you could just be you, and he could just be himself in turn.....
Is this what you wanted, getting a peek of who Rook Hunt is behind the curtain of Pomefiore's Vice Housewarden?]
Non, non, nothing so drastic. I wanted to know, truly and deeply: what is "beauty"? I might well have found the answers I sought eventually, had I stayed--I might have even come to a different understanding than I have now.
But following in the footsteps of the Fairest Queen and her legacy..... my hunter's intuition told me that walking the same path as she once had, and experiencing her relentless passion for myself--it simply couldn't help but pierce straight to the heart of the matter, like an arrow flying straight and true!
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He grabs the phone outright, staring at the man sprawled out on that tree branch. He pinches the screen to zoom in on the face, before holding said phone up near Rook's face, as if comparing the two of them. ]
Ah can't believe....
[ No, there it is! The gaze of Rook's eyes, the smile. It's all Rook in that picture, so happy and unrestrained. Untrained, free. ]
You were in Savanaclaw and you left?! For Pomefiore????? Why?! Are ya nuts? Was it necessary? Did they kick ya out or somethin??? What happened??
[ Rook has his full attention now, as Epel shifts to fully face him in his seat, eyes wide. ]
You gots to tell me. How'd ya keep this a secret, huh?? Not fair-- look at you!
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Is this what you wanted, getting a peek of who Rook Hunt is behind the curtain of Pomefiore's Vice Housewarden?]
Non, non, nothing so drastic. I wanted to know, truly and deeply: what is "beauty"? I might well have found the answers I sought eventually, had I stayed--I might have even come to a different understanding than I have now.
But following in the footsteps of the Fairest Queen and her legacy..... my hunter's intuition told me that walking the same path as she once had, and experiencing her relentless passion for myself--it simply couldn't help but pierce straight to the heart of the matter, like an arrow flying straight and true!