Who: Elijah and Katerina (~petrovaheiress) What: Having a talk When: Monday evening Where: Strolling the streets of Atlantis
Elijah was growing worried. These disappearances... the ones before... they were all connected somehow. He had to keep Katerina safe; he knew it all the way to the depths of his soul. She was everything to him, and he was nothing without her. So he had called her (an interesting concept, though not personal enough for his liking) and arranged to meet in the lobby of the building. It was a clear night, and he wanted to take her for a short stroll. He feared anything longer would result in her being harmed, and that he could not allow.
He stood in the lobby silently, his hands clasped behind his back. He had been contemplating getting a hair cut to fit in with the more modern look around here, but he wanted to get her opinion on that first too. In the meantime, he wore simple black breeches, a button-down white tunic, and his hair disheveled around his face as he awaited the woman he loved.