Both double doors were swiftly pressed upon at the press of gloved hands, accompanied by the sounds of boots making contact with the floorboards. Artificial, piercing gray optics gazed around through a white, almost featureless mask. Wearing a formal suit combined with a trench coat, fabric concealing his neck, and a top hat to complete it. Not an inch of skin was visible on the mystery being, who continued his stroll.
Keeping both hands behind his back, the figure would approach the counter ever so calmly. Glancing around at the top, along with nearby tables, seats, and windows, practically inspecting it all.
That was until something caught his attention- a scratch on the countertop.
With nearly explosive speed, he bolted over to the imperfection. Staring at it relentlessly for a moment, the newcomer almost froze. “So uncivilized of some customers.” Muttered the masked being, whose accent sounded like a combination between English and French oddly enough.
Hovering a gloved hand over that particular spot, the scratch would start to fill back in on a microscopic level, repairing the minor damage dealt to it. Seconds later… it was patched up, like it never even happened. Satisfied with the result, a nod of approval was given, leaning away from the countertop.
Turning around while standing tall on both feet, another visual inspection of the place was given, albeit much shorter and less concentrated than the last one before speaking to himself.
“Awfully quiet today, I’d think the Dragon Shifter or usual patrons would be here.”
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"Wonderful. Overstimulation can indeed break one's focus." The being did acknowledge Kora's statement, knowing how much easier it was to focus without the presence of crowds. He was almost static with how still he was idling there for a hot minute or two.
Eventually, the greeting of a newcomer attempting to gain his attention made him turn around, gazing back at Aether after making her presence known. Without much hesitation, the Founder approached, keeping both hands held together behind his back while nearing her spot.
"Greetings to you as well. Are you liking this place so far? Or would you like anything?" He questioned Aether in a more gentle, polite tone, as if willing to take a request while checking up on her as well. His voice sounded like a mixture between both English and French when speaking.
| Aether |
Aether jumped at the sudden appearance of the oddly mysterious man. His sudden appearance and the way he moved about, inspecting everything with great focus made her nervous and uneasy. She watched him carefully, taking in the details of his distinctive clothing, coat, hat, and top hat. The strange gray optics and his lack of skin were interesting as well. She was intrigued, but also wary of the stranger since she didn't know his intentions or what he was looking for.
“Uh, hello?” Aether gives a wave to get his attention to try and see if he'll notice her.
His movements were slow, even after spotting her in the corner of his eye.
It was at that moment when the mystery being made a silent turn and proceeded to step across the wooden floor, quietly making his way over to said lone female. If she wasn't paying attention, he might even sneak up on her, albeit unintentionally. Regardless, he'd stop just a few inches short of her table in the far corner, hands remaining behind his back.
"Enjoying the cafe so far?" By surprise, he actually spoke, questioning her about her current experience there. Luckily she was given a vague explanation on why he asked about such.
"Pardon the intrusion, as Founder of this wonderful place, I'm just checking on things. It's been unusually quiet here." The stranger spoke again, revealing himself to be none other than the owner of said establishment, which may come as a shocker since none have yet to actually meet him openly.