[b][color=6ecff6][h3]Reverio Galand[/h3][/color][/b]

Dripping. It fell. Droplets of the essence of life. The skies roared softly in the distance, the clouds dark and slowly approaching. Where were the light in this day? A question asked often. A young man traversed his way down the street leading to Dr Nightman's clinic, clad in a brown longcoat with golden buttons, the rainwater trailing down his umbrella. He could clearly see all the various signs to various buisnesses and shops along the path. Bakeries which were no doubt cheap rip-offs of his homeland's finer desserts. There was a funeral firm building next to it, run by a Mr V. Twinveil. A couple of people in dark raincoats were leaving the building, apparently mourning the recent loss of a famous banker, as they climbed into a dark limosine before driving away slowly.

[color=6ecff6][b]"What a downpour..."[/b][/color] The young man said softly, lifting his umbrella slightly, revealing his piercing blue eyes and gazing up at the roaring skies above. [color=6ecff6][b]"Weeping won't solve anything..."[/b][/color] He blew some air out through his nose, his blonde wavy hair bouncing slightly as he made his way up a pair of stairs in order to reach his destination.

[color=6ecff6][i]'This must be it then? A therapist. Dr Nightman...'[/i][/color] He squinted his eyes slightly to the sign, before proceeding to the main door. The young man shook the water from his umbrella, before letting it rest against the building wall. [color=6ecff6][i]'Someday the sun will once again shine, perhaps not this day. But someday.'[/i][/color] Reverio thought as he raised his white gloves to the door handle, opening the main door and heading inside, closing the door neatly behind him.

The first sight he was greeted by were a corridor, walking down the corridor his blueeyed gaze fell upon a mirror that hung on the wall, as if it were there to mock him. His face turned away from the mirror, and he continued along his way towards the reception area. Reverio gave a few glances about, and noticed he wasn't the only one there. Believing the other young man there was in line before him, he decided to sit down next to Ken, albeit at a reasonable distance not to invade his personal space.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Fair day. Despite the downpour."[/b][/color] Reverio offered a polite nod to the side towards Ken. [color=6ecff6][b]"One cannot ask the sun to always shine upon us, right?"[/b][/color]


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