Kr looked to Graham slightly confused at first with a hint of being insulted. He glanced to and smirked a bit before giving a slight bow to her. As he rose back to face the two, his expression was different. He seemed serious and stone faced, rather than his wide smile and bright facial features, “My good man, I do not dare know what you speak of.”
He said, his voice having a hint of an English accent as raised his head slightly, making his eyes look down upon Graham. “I will however, inform you that I did not fully pay attention to the rabble that you spoke. My attention instead, was diverted to lovely beauty on your arm.”
His free hand then clasps upon Halla’s hand as he lowered his lips to her outer palm, placing a light kiss upon it before rising back to his original position. This time, his head was not raised towards her as he spoke. “Madam, I must say you are quite the attraction tonight.”
He says with a slight smile upon his lips.
Suddenly his smile fades as reality around him seemed to melt, leaving a blackness that he knew was his soul. Fear started to stir in his mind, but quickly faded as the blackness was instead filled with memories of Jenna and himself. Only they were sitting on his couch, his hands clasping hers with the sound of Buffy in the background.
What Kr was going to say to anger Graham for his own enjoyment, has now been replaced what he said to Jenna that night. Luckily, Kr’s mind is strong enough to know he wasn’t back in the past and with that knowledge he continued to speak, “Je…”
He paused for a moment, his face seemed to narrow as if it was painful not to complete the name, “M…Madam..”
he forces out, making the rest easier to come out. “Your beauty matches that of a shooting star. When you shine into view, the world stops and admires your every movement. It seems that time its self stops as you streak across the night sky as all adore you. Much like that star that fell, one day a lucky person will be fortunate enough to find you and call you theirs.”
He says as his eyes seem to water as he finishes.
Kr’s world seemed to rebuild before him as he dragged himself from his past and back to the present. His face then goes back to all smiles before releasing her hand and turning towards the bodyguard and raises his hands to be checked if necessary. His eyes then slowly turn towards Graham, “Will that suffice?”
His answer he wanted would have to wait as he turns to Michael Clarke Duncan and extends his hand, "Glad to see you came, started to worry that I'd have to be the hero all by myself."
He says before looking down, "Sorry about earlier, I seem to get very focused on somethings and ignore others."
He says with his wide smile.
Sleight o Hand for the Gun in Flowers: 1d20+3=14
...I'm going for broke...HP! 1d20+3=5
...With HP that'll be 15. Better.....Kinda