Snippet #1651312

Tap, tap, tap. Thud, thud.
Someone was coming his direction and he could hear the peculiar pace of heart beat and footstep together. the two both calm, but seeming intrigued. He already knew who was rounding the corner before the doors even creaked open. 
He was so used to the different strengths and speeds of everyone's tempo around him that he could easily put a label to those he knew well. 
"Aspen." He hissed, drawing out the 's' a bit, just as a snake would. 
"I'm glad you've come." He nodded when he bowed, allowing him to stand upright as he listened to his mellow story. 
"Ah, of course. And how many heads have rolled since the last time we spoke?" He asked, his orbs wavering on the male in front of him, then moving to the canine still under his hand. 
His hand stroked his head as he talked, the dog panting in reply. 
"Tell me, have you seen Alva 'round lately? She seems to always sneak off that conniving woman." He snickered and lightly pressed against the dogs head to send him away. 
He stood, stuffing his hands into his deep pockets. The only thing over his shoulders was his long trench coat, he tended to stat shirtless and most woman never complained either. Black tight pants adorned his legs, covered in few zippers and a chain. A black and white studded belt accessorized in his belt loops and black combat boots made his feet look huge. 
He stepped past his underling to the coffee table in the middle of the room. He retrieved the top book which lay open to a certain page that had a red ribbon marking the placement. 
"There tells a great story or more of a prophecy that the Advent will return. I don't know what truly to think of this until I am given some sort of proof. Besides, I am sure we dismembered the entire race." He smirked, sliding the book into the Aspen's grasp so he could scan the page himself.