<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/9cf7e97a737506057165a9c9fc132a0c/tumblr_ozewrahlw41u3fakdo2_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jafar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15701871#msg15701871)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured<br/><strong>Date|Time:</strong>December 1<sup>st</sup>| Approximately Noon<br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Tartarus</em><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mr. Thorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15725041#msg15725041), Ms. Waldeck (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710608#msg15710608)<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Metallic doors glided open with ease and Jafars otherwise dark eyes seemed to shimmer with excitement at the vision before him. Porcelain skin of perfection glistened with the wonderment of a fresh snowfall decorated by the blanket of black silk that flowed behind the woman. The loveliest shade of crimson painted her shapely lips and clung to her feminine shape in the dress she wore. She was unmistakable and an absolute vision to behold. <br/><br/><strong>"Ms. Waldeck. A pleasure to see you, as always."</strong> His tanned hand was extended forward to receive her own should she deposit it there for his greeting. After a moment, Jafar broke his gaze to her companion instead. <br/><br/><strong>"Mr. Thorne. Forgive me, I had no idea you would be entertaining such delightful company this afternoon. Perhaps when you are more available we could discuss business."</strong> A debonair smile spread across his lips as he referred back to Snow, looking at her but still addressing Aidon. <strong>"It seems you have your hands full at the moment."</strong> <br/><br/>A bit of a dance as Jafar swapped places with the pair, noting how Snows grip almost tightened onto Aidon as Jafar brushed past her. A courteous tilt of his head in their direction was all he offered as the elevator separated them, sending Jafar on his way and leaving the pair to their lunch plans. Tapping his elongated fingers along the snakes head of his walking cane, Jafars kind smile in the confines of the elevator curled into something much more sinister.</div><br/><hr/>