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[Color=silver][b]Location:[/b][/color] Lounge, Sanctuary
[Color=silver][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Casper and Devan
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Viktor had been intensely watching the television show. He hadn't had the luxury of watching television until meeting Batwoman, but even then it was limited. She had not given off the impression of enjoying reality television and even if she did, she spent most of her time working cases.

To him, the show was a test of survivability. The participants seemed to lack the necessary knowledge and skills to do so adequately, but he concluded it was the point of the [I]entertainment[/i]. Perseverance. Though he did not understand the naked part. Perhaps it was to present an additional factor to things?

Devan's hard steps reached his ears before his greeting did. Like a spider, he had waited silently for his… potential associate. And once greeted, he turned his head to face him, but he did not smile. Devan did not come off as a social butterfly, and so it made him the perfect person to begin with. In time he would be able to socially spar with the likes of Zachary… A suitable benchmark goal.

[Color=silver]"Correct. Here, I'm Viktor… Out there, I just go by Rain."[/color] He said in an unintentionally cold tone. Despite lacking a warm tone, his body language showed that he was interested in talking with his eye contact and slight lean and pivot towards Devan. However, his eyes darted towards Casper who entered from the kitchen and greeted him and Devan with obvious unease. [Color=silver][i]Names. Yes.[/i][/color] He had gotten Devan's through Casper, but he needed the latter's name.

[Color=silver]"What's your name? And what are you anyway? Alien? Synthetic?"[/color] Tact was not his strong suit.