*Katarina* saunters in
°¥ Dragos Danislav ¥° had heard there was some other person he should meet through the word of the underground. Was it a great idea to go to the Trill which was owned by some Brujah? Probably not, but eh, Dragos was kinda bonkers and loved a challenge anyway. He roamed into the place after having parked his 70s Charger a block away in case he actually -had- to run
away while laughing at stirring the shit. Dragos was dressed in goth/metal clothing, various piercings, hair of black with reddish streaks at the ends. His skin was tanned naturally and he had a unique look that said he wasn’t just caucasian. His bright green eyes were somewhat mesmerizing. He might be known to the metal community. <fame 1: band leader for Wicked Carnival>
*Katarina* makes her way over to a table and kicks her feet up, giving Erik a two-fingered salute.
As usual, Erik offers a 1-fingered salute in return.