Blind Azathoth
Explorer
Salix plods over to the keypad and punches in Isaac Ridley's social security number.
When he appears inside the car, he swivels in place for a few moments, getting his bearings and taking in the others gathered, before making a brief bow; the plants on his body rustle as he does so, and a minty fragrance, apparently emanating from some of the aforementioned foliage, fills the van.
"Good evening, ladies," he says politely, in his quiet voice, to the assembled women. "I apologize for interrupting your conversation. I wished to introduce myself--my name is Salix--and to say that it is a pleasure to meet you all."
This said, he falls silent, and folds himself up into a meditative posture in his designated chair, but turned so that he may continue to survey the others.
When he appears inside the car, he swivels in place for a few moments, getting his bearings and taking in the others gathered, before making a brief bow; the plants on his body rustle as he does so, and a minty fragrance, apparently emanating from some of the aforementioned foliage, fills the van.
"Good evening, ladies," he says politely, in his quiet voice, to the assembled women. "I apologize for interrupting your conversation. I wished to introduce myself--my name is Salix--and to say that it is a pleasure to meet you all."
This said, he falls silent, and folds himself up into a meditative posture in his designated chair, but turned so that he may continue to survey the others.