[ Rafa is waiting in the shadows, a habit that he has not quite shed now that he's here. He has updated his clothes to reflect the modern world, though the mark of his own style remains; everything is fitted, tailored where he can get it, and close-fitting where he can't. His shirt is dark and soft, buttoned down and open at the collar. It's a deep shade of blue, and his pants are a shade darker. His hair has been pulled into a tail at the nape of his neck. His coat - royal blue - is the only thing he has retained from home, and it fits him exactly. He wears no obvious weapon, and his hands are held in front of him.
He steps out of the darkness when he sees Cassidy, who is dressed brightly to contrast Rafa's darkness. Already, he likes the aesthetic of that. His smile warms to one of appreciation while he looks the other man over. ]
There you are, Captain Hawking. You do not disappoint.
action!
He steps out of the darkness when he sees Cassidy, who is dressed brightly to contrast Rafa's darkness. Already, he likes the aesthetic of that. His smile warms to one of appreciation while he looks the other man over. ]
There you are, Captain Hawking. You do not disappoint.