As Vexen steps out into the daylight his eyes squint. Feeling almost blind he walks into the shade of the day. He was wearing a thin deep blue coat and a white scarf. He looked out at the snow covered gardens and sighs looking around. "Where the hell is he?" He asked himself waiting for a sirten graceful assassin as they were suppose to meet up here, He walks around abit as he stuffed his hands in his pockets. It had to be really cold for Vexen to feel like this. He looks around sighing when he finally sees the pinkette arrive he walks towards him.
"Your late 11..." He sighs.
"Well, I'm sorry. I'm just not built for the cold" He said rubbing his arm which had at least 7 layers of clothing on.
"Hm, I can see that..." He said looking at his outer wear.
"Sooo, why did you want me here Vexen?"He asked clearly not happy being out in the cold.
"I've been thinking...What would everyone think...when they know...about..us..." He sighs and looks down.
"I told you, we don't have to tell them if you don't want to," He looks at his watch and up to the sky. "Now may I go back to bed...it's like 1 in the morning and I'm fucking freezing..." He shuffles his feet almost like he was afraid he was going to freeze.
"Yea...I'm going to stay out here for alittle while..." He sighs and takes a seat on one of the frozen benches. He watched the pinkette run back into the building and sighs laying down and looking up to the clear skies.
