by Strange 5th January 2017, 7:06 pm
The Inn was doused into the laid back mood it has always been. After all, the place was build to provide comfort to those coming back from lands of harsh winters and long nights. Places that would tear some down both physically and emotionally! Places SO fluffy AND comfortable they needed a break in a less fluffortable location! The jack of all trades in Rose Garden, and THE place to be where the grand mage of illustrious extraordinary deeds Horatio performed his deeds of trickery.
The sun was out and the people were about. All seemed like a regular day, though there was one definite misfit among the colorful streets. A man dressed in a white suit, a white top hat and a red tie with the letters 'HORATO' spelled in glittering letters walked among the more usual people. If only Strange was better at sewing he might have been deemed normal, given it would have given him a tie with his properly spelled name. Of course that would be the reason why people looked oddly at him instead of full of awe, what else could it be?
Thoughts like these took a hold of Strange's mind as he came closer and closer to the entrance of the both famous and infamous guild hall of Black Rose, the guild honored to hold him in their presence. But now what. A knock? No, that would be what the regular plebs would do to announce their presence. A solid kick? Oh how barbaric! No, those were all the ways someone without the same bravado would do. But as he was pondering whilst others entered the Inn, who in their turn wondered why there was such a queer guy next to the entrance something hit him. If he possessed magic he would have had a light-bulb levitating above his head! Of course! How could he have been so doubtful about something so obvious!
Taking in his surroundings, because of course, safety first, Horatio ( since he had gone 100% into his stage alter ego). Took a few steps back from the Inn. After fully concentrating on the amazing trick he was about to perform he went into a state many athletes would refer to as 'the zone'. He could hear the dirt crackling underneath his shoes. He could see the crackles in the very air he exhaled. This was his moment. THE moment!
Taking a less then out of ordinary sprint Horatio jumped! Covering his face, because again, safety first, the sound of breaking glass could be heard throughout the establishment. With a loud thud and the low key noise of someone grunting in pain Horatio hit the ground. Of course he had planned for a cool looking roll! But he forgot he did not have that kind of an acrobatic talent to begin with. Only a few seconds went by as he laid on the ground before quickly jumping on his feet, brushing off which pieces of glass were stuck on his clothes, and walked off like nothing had happened. Oh well, he could always do a cool dramatic entrance some other time then.
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