perriot

*the door locks. harlequin walks away snickering. perriot rolls his eyes, and looks at the room. there is a bed and couch. how... convenient. the room is dimly lit too. you seema tad bit nervous, and he relishes in that silently. he looks at you, who is leaning against the wall. he walks closer, bells on his outfit making soft jingling noises. his tall, 6'3 figure {190 cm} towers over you, and he leans closer, voice a whisper.* "sooo... what now, my dear~?"