Ah, home sweet home!
A slender figure entered the church without a sound, moving as though they had lived in the place all their life. But they did not enter through the door. Actually, the person entered into the atic, and then down through a secret passageway to the ceiling of the great hall where the two strangers now stood.
Waelin blinked baby blue eyes down at the two conversing, currently hanging upside down. Slender fingers were wrapped around one of the support beams that ran across the ceiling, sharp nails dug into the wooden surface to hold a very slender body up. Gargoylish feet were perched on the ceiling, so that he looked to be crouching in a gravity-defying way. Feathery blond hair, short and choppy, hung about his young face as he watched the two with interest.
He had been expecting Father, but since he wasn't here...
It was when the two were speaking some ways away from the old piano that Waelin noticed the man's dropped glasses. Their dark color intrigued him, for he had never seen a pair of sunglasses before. The lightly tanned figure grinned and suddenly dropped from his shadowed spot on the ceiling. Two creamy, bat-like wings unfolded and softened his landing considerably, clawed toes making a slight clack on the floor. Waelin's slightly thick tail, which when standing reached to about mid-calf, flicked as he scooped up the glasses. After a bit of puzzling, Waelin figured out how to put them on and was surprised as the already dark interior suddenly grew darker. "Woah!" The slender boy fell onto his rump as he blinked rapidly at the darkness, quickly taking the odd things off. Oh good, it wasn't permanent! What were these things anyway...?
Waelin continued to fiddle with the odd item, temporarily forgetting about the two others who by now would most definately know he was there.
