He stood there, utside her window,he had grown in height to see inside. He stood and watched as she came into her room, the back of her beautiful dress dirty and stained with mud. He would have to find her a new Dropped her nitebook in her bed and took her very Gracful steps towards the window. He could tell she was lost in thought, her eyes were glazed over. She reached up for her curtain then froze, Seeing his face. He had tried to alk to her formally in the woods, but that proved to be combersome. He found out the one girl he has ever saved... was deaf. This is why she never heard the stactic, never went insain by his lingering presance. In an awful sense... she was perfect.
'May i come in?' He asked her the only way he could. She jumped from her cemented trance and flew to the window, opening it swiftly. The open window was all he needed. In an instant he was transported inside.
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Sariphina Swirled around, He had dissapeared and reappeared in her room. he sat on her bed like a Gentleman, watching her. 'how did you?' she asked, attempting to talk to his mind, like he did hers. SHe could hear him laughing, the sound resonating through her mind. 'I mearly teleported. that is all.' He said it like it was normal. She stared at him, She craved his velvety Voice, but was surprised by the form it came in. A blank faced man with unseemly height and white skin... It attracted her though. the pureness of his white skin... was Beautiful...
'I don't mean to be rude, but you are projecting your thoughts to the whole world.' He chuckled. Her face Quickly became the same shade as her hair, bright red. 'I'm so sorry...!' she pleaded, taking a step back from him. As much as she was attracted to him, something in her told her he was dangerous.
He hadn't meant to scare her, but he could see the Fear in her eyes. perhaps it was time for him to go... His brothers would be wondering where he had gone off to anyhow... He didn't want to leave though... this place felt more like home then the Mansion.. or Trendy's Coffee house. He believed it was her... and her things. Like her small bed supported him well, her purple Bed Spred hardly wrinkled. Her Carpet had no traces of mud from his shoes. Her desk where her laptop sat was neat and tidy and her open wardrobe, held her clothes, folded and hung nicely...
~later that evening in the Underworld~
"she sat next to me, Trender. After i had frightened her she sat next to me... and held my hand..." Slenderman sat at the counter of his brothers Coffee shoppe, staring at the wood of the counter. His brother leaned against the hardwood. "And you say she can't hear?" Slenderman nodded." Yes... it is what keeps her from hearing the static... " Trendy smiled." Then she is safe... she can be around you." FOr once.. this was good news. he liked the sound of this.