[Well, hello there. Do you perhaps recognize the face that saunters up to you now, Jon?
He's lacking scrubs this time, dressed in shades of black to suit the setting. V moves like a solitary creature, not adhering to any singular group -- it's a hint of his introverted nature, further illustrated by only taking the time to speak to one or two people during his explorations of this so-called party.
But another Displaced? Keeping watch over a table with a box of waffles? Of course he's going to meander over, a new cane in-hand, with a slip of a grin.]
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He's lacking scrubs this time, dressed in shades of black to suit the setting. V moves like a solitary creature, not adhering to any singular group -- it's a hint of his introverted nature, further illustrated by only taking the time to speak to one or two people during his explorations of this so-called party.
But another Displaced? Keeping watch over a table with a box of waffles? Of course he's going to meander over, a new cane in-hand, with a slip of a grin.]
Waffles?
[An interesting choice.]