Lillian clicked down the street in brand new low heeled boots. She had gotten them in the heart of the Hiskaoi District and had tossed her old ones on the way. The cab had taken her close enough, but she opted for public transport a block before approach. Now she walked briskly down the street, enjoying the bounce and clatter of her shoes. They weren't the only expensive garment she wore, but they were the flashiest piece down to their silver heel tips. Everything else on her person was black. Black denim, black blouse, black knit, black head band holding her hair away from her face. She liked to think she matched the city of Griasfrask.
This was to be a very important meeting, Lillian sighed coming closer to the one waiting for her. Efficient as well. On the bus she had compressed her evening schedule, and was looking forward to a hot soak in a rose petal bath. The hum of this city was starting to get to her. But things must be discussed, She looked to the ship studded sky.
"Mr. Wulan," Lillian came to a stop before him and extended a hand in greeting. It was easy to pick him out from anyone else.