// disarm you with a smile //
For the blur that Glas becomes while he works, to him the time seems to move normally. Everything finding its place, carved with utmost attention, and in the background of the little bubble he’s created for himself, he can see everyone else seemingly move in slow motion. The shop keep’s awe is noted, as is the momentary distraction to see Deimos’ magic work in a quiet studying mode – appreciating all of its intricacies for what it was.
There’s no nails or a hammer to be found where Deimos starts to affix the letters and when Glas is done with all of his and returns time back to normal for himself, his smile is vibrant as it is lopsided because of the scar – his excitement clear in how the sign is coming out. It’s beautiful, truly worthy of replacing the old one set outside the shop, that would blend seamlessly with the facelift of the neighbors to prove that they wouldn’t have to shell out hard earned money on the cusp of Deepfrost to try and accomplish. “Beautiful.” He manages without a stutter, his eyes on the sign as he places a couple of extra finishing touches to it for Deimos to meld into it.
There’s no nails or a hammer to be found where Deimos starts to affix the letters and when Glas is done with all of his and returns time back to normal for himself, his smile is vibrant as it is lopsided because of the scar – his excitement clear in how the sign is coming out. It’s beautiful, truly worthy of replacing the old one set outside the shop, that would blend seamlessly with the facelift of the neighbors to prove that they wouldn’t have to shell out hard earned money on the cusp of Deepfrost to try and accomplish. “Beautiful.” He manages without a stutter, his eyes on the sign as he places a couple of extra finishing touches to it for Deimos to meld into it.
Glas
// and leave you like they left me here //
Feel free to use magic/force on Glas, without killing him <3
Glas has a scar on the left half of his face from the corner of his lip up the side of his face toward his ear.
