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Most of the time, Aunamee's eyes -- when he has them -- are dull like burnt out light bulbs, two emotionless orbs that focus on the world a little too closely. But sometimes, there's a certain electricity inside them, a buzzing energy that jolts and jumps and beckons, and that's what they look like right now. He takes in Dennis' face with quick, hungry saccades. His lips curl into a smile.]
When?
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How does during the Fog sound? I haven't had a chance to see what my complete transformation will look like- [he bites his lower lip; his upper lip is just starting to show a hint of a cleft-] and you'd be a great audience for the unveiling.
[Sculpted like a Roman statue. That's how Dennis sees himself.]