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[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ the door of the car closes with a light thudas he gets out. slips the sunglasses off his eyes & onto his head, nestled into his hair; he's dressed rather casually today, red dress-shirt with its top two buttons undone & the rest in a suit-like attire. seems to blend right into the crowd as soon as he enters the building, surrounded by people who live to sell their looks. ignores the gazes, entirely faithful to his purpose at present. he only stops once to ask for directions --

"Tell me. Where would Brianna be at this hour?"

& he saunters into the area, standing in the shadows as he watches the flashes of light caress brianna's form, appreciative. ]

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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ whistling along with his music, headphones on and a finger scrolling through his ipod to come upon a different song as he wanders down the hallway of the second floor.

pauses in the sound passing between his lips, frowning momentarily when he tries to find a song. finally finds it and looks pleased enough to keep on walking, shoving it back into his pocket along the way down the stairs.

turns here, turns there; finally finds himself before the door, but stops in his tracks and stares at the scene before him. ]