Yes, well...

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Marton. Tall, dark, muscular, with the potential to be cruel. A potential which only fully realized itself when he was acting - acting that seemed so effortless it almost scared one. Marton's pure, fluid brutality seemed so natural. As if all he had to do was reach beneath that mysterious, sexual exterior and draw out a wild beast, bloodthirsty and savage. To watch him step into character was almost frightening, to miss this tranformation - to simply see Marton on set in the morning - was something Vin had only done once, for Vin did not relish being taken off his guard.



There will be more, perhaps also in drabble format. My bunnikins are toothy today. :)