(thecrimsondesperados) There was a knock on the door. Upon opening it there was a black and red Valkyr, holding a piece of paper with the Team's address. "-Hey, uh... This guy told us to go and speak to you," the Valkyr stated with a shrug. "-Not sure why, but he did. Anyway, hi."
The man who answered the door was Nikoma. Unlike the Valkyr, he wasn't clad in his warframe, however upon the insistance of Melissa, most of his clothing stuck to his colour scheme. Which too, happened to be red and black - a white and red Oberon is just cliche.
His mouth was a hard line, and two peircing, gold amber eyes looked up the woman in front of him. Finally, he spoke, "Someone told you to talk to us?" There was almost disbelief in his voice. Nikoma, of course, had little social skills, and wasn't sure were to take this from there. Standing still, statue like, impeccable posture, his gaze flicked to the left.
"I assume you want to come in then?"
