Blood Potency ••••
Dillon Connery stands outside one of Avalon's Elysian Conference Rooms, preferring to handle this particular business away from the open Commons area. He and Emma should have plenty of time to square things away before Velma shows up, but nevertheless, he is prompt. Allowing no chance for his cousin to miss him, or time to waste, he is very visible.
As if the pinstripes and jeans don't make him stand apart enough, dancing all over the line between formal and casual, his Beast will be absolutely impossible to overlook. Even for those familiar with it. For it is swollen with anger and power; snorting its hellish fury with renewed vehemence. Three separate, throaty voices growl...
Not at anything in particular. They just growl.
Leaning to the door facing, Dillon crosses his arms and keeps his eyes trained on the surroundings. More out of habit than any real worry for danger.