Re: Elevator to First Class
His dark robes swayed through the corridor, the light swish evident against the tiles. He paid it no mind as he moved. He needed to explore his surroundings, find the thing he had been seeking, discarded among the patrons of the ship, or so he thought. It wasn't truly as important as he made it seem, more of an excuse for the restlessness he felt in the gathering party. He approached the elevator, trying to determine which way he should go.
He caught the woman emerging from the elevator in his gaze. She gave him pause as he took in the armor before the gown. It was quite lovely indeed, he thought as he moved towards her. His head was concealed by the black hood over his eyes, but the black robes held a luxury all their own. Shapes of the moon and stars adorned the material, shimmering in the light. He was dark, and yet the shimmering left him questionable by eyes that took him in.
He strode forward to face her directly. "Be careful, Darling. You look a bit lost," his voice purred from under the hood. "May I be of assistance?"