Yes, images! Wait where you are. I'll come find you! The guy with the poodle will be me.
( which is when taps off his comm and slides it into his pockets, heading out in his overcoat with Makkachin trotting along at his side. he's in a cheery sort of mood, as he has been each day where he's woken up and been able to text Yuuri and reassure himself the other man's still present.
soon enough he hits the second floor's lounge, scanning the room for a head of brilliant red hair with a smile on his own face. spying Zelos, he holds up a hand in a sort of wave, Makkachin wagging his tail beside him. )
Zelos, yes?
( he holds out his hand once he's closer, offering it for a handshake. some cultures recognise the gesture; others don't. it's just a courtesy he's rolling with for now. )
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( which is when taps off his comm and slides it into his pockets, heading out in his overcoat with Makkachin trotting along at his side. he's in a cheery sort of mood, as he has been each day where he's woken up and been able to text Yuuri and reassure himself the other man's still present.
soon enough he hits the second floor's lounge, scanning the room for a head of brilliant red hair with a smile on his own face. spying Zelos, he holds up a hand in a sort of wave, Makkachin wagging his tail beside him. )
Zelos, yes?
( he holds out his hand once he's closer, offering it for a handshake. some cultures recognise the gesture; others don't. it's just a courtesy he's rolling with for now. )
Victor Nikiforov.