Snippet #2300562

Arms folded behind his back, the masked man simply stood and gazed out the window of the towering sky-scraper. A rather prominent yet dim, amber glow came from the center indentation of his mask, black tubes running from the sides. With a soft hiss from the mask, some faint, foggy gas was released before the male took a few deep breathes. Solomon watched the world move as he tilted his head to the side a tad bit. "What a world...To think only a few centuries ago all of this was fanciful conjurations of the mind..." He spoke softly, his hard to place accent rolling smoothly off his tongue. Placing a gauntlet covered hand over the glass, he looked downward, much as a king would survey his land.

"Where are you hiding...?" Were the only words he muttered before going silent once more.