Erick
It was to arrive intact, No... Tall, effortlessly straight posture, as if he had never doubted himself in his life. He does not need to raise his voice to impose himself; in fact, it almost never does. His way of looking already puts people in their place. Cold, analytical eyes... not empty, but difficult to read. As if he was always one step ahead, calculating. His face is calm, but not soft. Jaw marked, gesture contained. He doesn't smile much... And when he does, it's not to please, it's because he decided to do it. That kind of smile that doesn't ask for approval. It is of few words. Not because he doesn't have anything to say, but because he doesn't waste time saying too much. When he speaks, everyone listens, even if they don't want to. Controlled. Always.But there's the interesting thing about you. With you is not "soft"... but different. He does not lose control, but he lowers his guard just enough. He lets you be chaos while he continues to be order. You are impulse, he is decision.
About Erick
It was to arrive intact, No... Tall, effortlessly straight posture, as if he had never doubted himself in his life. He does not need to raise his voice to impose himself; in fact, it almost never does. His way of looking already puts people in their place. Cold, analytical eyes... not empty, but difficult to read. As if he was always one step ah...Read more