video + (possible) action ;

[tobeseeking]

[ When he arrives, Dorian isn’t entirely disoriented. In fact, he is so intrigued by the wonderment of this place, that he spends several long minutes touring the corridors and hallways. The moment he last recalls - a blink, a turn, and he had been here - does not surface in all the excitement, fingertips lightly touching the smoothness of the walls and the decor of the tables. By the time he discovers the device in his pocket, the enthusiasm has cooled to curiosity and a calm demeanor that eventually reflects on the video feed that appears. A moving picture? How ingenious. ]

Hello. [ There’s a twitch of a smile, something easy and inviting. ] As things do not seem to have any particular order here, an introduction would be proper in this situation. [ But the very idea of it almost causes him to laugh. ] I am Dorian Gray.

[ His fingertips fill the view as he touches the screen with a somewhat speculative expression. Then, there is nothing but a full, gentle smile. ]

The questions that this place originally instill are not as intriguing as some of the others that immediately come to mind. So, I extend this invitation to you and anyone willing to discuss these... finer details with me. [ A tilt of his head and the thank you is unspoken. ] I look forward to it.

[ Before it ends, the video pans to take in his location: the main entrance hall. If anyone happens to approach him there, he may be somewhat distracted by details of the architecture, hands clasped loosely behind his back. ]

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[nascensibility]

[He isn't subtle about where his gaze wanders, but Evelyn has sustained worse under Dean Winchester's scrutiny - for some reason the American has the unfortunate disability of not being able to take a hint, and his presence is, more often than not, highly unwelcome. Any respectable fellow from the later reign of Queen Victoria has admiration more understated and appreciative.

She takes it as a silent compliment.]

Evelyn O'Connell.

[Not so far away now she offers her hand, attentive to the fact that the upper echelons (from which she herself hails) tend to frown upon shaking between men and women. Tradition is tradition, no matter how informal the rest of the world becomes. Gray's name does come with an unfortunate connotation - she has to wonder if he is Oscar Wilde's fiction or simply shares the same title.]

A pleasure to meet you.