AH My Man Pitch! {Tag: Pitch}

Pitch had been looming in the shadows of the mansion, watching Jack like he always did during this hour of the night. He watched the mad man for hours at times, making mental notes of the way he spoke or certain actions he did. "Hello Jack," he said in his smooth voice as he stepped out of the shadows and into the light.

A slow smile spread across his face. "Oh, just watching you I suppose," he admitted, brushing invisible dirt from his close.

Pitch rolled his eyes. "If you knew then why ask?"

He walked over and sat on a dusty chair, swirling his hands around in the air to summon his black dream sand, making random images in the air just to amuse himself.

Pitch's eyes widened, a prideful smile playing on his face. "You really think so? I think so but its your opinion that matters."

"You mean like this?" He smirked, forming an image of one of the citizens of Discord before clamping his hand closed, sending black sand flying everywhere.

He bowed slightly, grinning proudly. "Its odd though. I don't sense any fear within you. I've never come across a being with no fear before. Its very interesting.