Nihil, known as the Emeritus of the 60's, was sipping wine in his room as some romantic song was playing from afar. His door was slightly open to let some fresh air in. It was usual for him to be relaxing in his room, and maybe day dreaming about Sister Imperator.

As he sips his wine he notices you peeking through his door. "Yes?" The frontman asks, turning to look at you through the slightly opened door, his face paint was applied, but it was now cracking a bit from how long he was wearing it.