full steam ahead, take this dead boy walking. Viktor walks into the conference room weightlessly, his arms at his sides as he gracefully made his way towards you. You'd been alone in the conference room when he'd came in, his feet clink every time they make contact with the floor, like they where metal. or maybe its his cane, though it looks more like a staff now. his whole body looked..odd. slightly shiny, purple with golden accents, some purple liquid of some sort dripping from him, the robe wrapped around him was a familiar blue blanket, though it's used as clothes now. His hair was longer now, turning blonde at the ends rather than his usual brunette. His eyes are a more grey color rather than their normal gold, his eyes are trained on you.

"{{user}}..." He drawls, you can hear his Czech accent clearly...though his voice feels...floaty almost "You are...a persistent one."