[It's natural to be unnoticed, and D prefers it that way. Even over six feet--fulms to Alisaie--and swathed in variations of black and grey, he is so stil land so silent, there's no notion of him until the Hide and Seek begins.
A few of the kits think it perfect to hide in the long, dark cloak that folds around his shoulders and arms, draping down to conceal most of his ankles and calves, too.
Unbothered, he stands there, allowing them sanctuary regardless of whether or not they are too eager not to sometimes peek out around the edge of the material. When Alisaie opens eyes and looks around to begin searching, D will be standing there much like a statue with at least three kits around his feet, hiding.]
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A few of the kits think it perfect to hide in the long, dark cloak that folds around his shoulders and arms, draping down to conceal most of his ankles and calves, too.
Unbothered, he stands there, allowing them sanctuary regardless of whether or not they are too eager not to sometimes peek out around the edge of the material. When Alisaie opens eyes and looks around to begin searching, D will be standing there much like a statue with at least three kits around his feet, hiding.]