Lupus In Fabula

[Reeves]

Curiously, it didn't seem like her date was here. It was entirely possible that he was just hidden away somewhere, and if that was the case then he'd stayed true to his word and made sure he fit in perfectly. In any case, one of the well dressed security guards would approach her with a definitive message. "Excuse me, miss Fairbanks. The Host would like to see you." While that was phrased like an invitation, it didn't sound like she was really being given an option here. This must have had something to do with who she was meant to be here with.

If she followed along with this 'suggestion' she would be lead to an extremely grand office room that also served as a place to entertain guests, and it was already playing host to two other men. The more immediately noticeable of the two was most definitely the host. A sharply dressed but middle aged man with a mixture of black and white hair. His features were hidden behind a large computer display for a moment, which he pushed out of the way since it was mounted on a suspended arm. At which point he just regarded her with silent contemplation and didn't say anything. The other man, with bright blonde hair and a mask that boasted a half-circlet seemed to be drinking a bright blue soda. The air between the apparent host and this other stranger was one of tension, the reason for which was not discernible at the moment.