There's an expression that flickers, completely in the eyes as that is the only part of his face which is visible, but it's also apparent in the way he crouches, one foot on the catwalk and one hand lazily holding a rope. It's all that keeps him from plummeting to the stage like the sandbag earlier.
That expression is something akin to a smile, though an unkind one. It's like a cat that has found a wounded bird and recognizes the opportunity for play. As quickly as he appears he slips back into the darkness of the catwalks but he's not done with her yet.
He moves quickly for one of the fly ropes, checking that it's tied off properly before wrapping gloved fingers around it and using the sides of his fine shoes to limit the speed of his descent. He takes the rope like a fireman's pole, quietly descending toward her with dramatic swirl of cape and still that spark of mischief in his eyes.
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Date: 2016-05-12 01:52 am (UTC)That expression is something akin to a smile, though an unkind one. It's like a cat that has found a wounded bird and recognizes the opportunity for play. As quickly as he appears he slips back into the darkness of the catwalks but he's not done with her yet.
He moves quickly for one of the fly ropes, checking that it's tied off properly before wrapping gloved fingers around it and using the sides of his fine shoes to limit the speed of his descent. He takes the rope like a fireman's pole, quietly descending toward her with dramatic swirl of cape and still that spark of mischief in his eyes.