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An address can be a tricky thing in a place like the Nexus, with the commotion of doors coming and going (quite literally) and physical landmarks not always where you saw them last. The commercial district at least seems to keep a little more concrete than other regions, and that's where the business card said to go. Though it might still take some doing to locate this particular practice. Viatorus likely may find himself walking past a pharmacy and a glassware shop twice or thrice before the next pass reveals the office to be between the two, plain as day but somehow overlooked until this very moment. Almost as if this location didn't care to reveal itself until it chose to.
Inside, there is no foyer or waiting room. It opens immediately into a handsomely furnished office. A record player next to a wall of floor-to-ceiling bookshelves softly emits classical piano music. Other features include high-back leather chairs, dark-stained wooden filing cabinets and the faint smell of vanilla tea. The place is warmly lit by large picture windows opposite of the entrance door allowing in afternoon sunlight. Regardless of what time it was when Viatorus decided to drop by, and disregarding the fact the windows from the outside should face a brick wall.
To Viatorus' right, there is a polished oak desk. Along with a green banker's light, a selection of fountain pens, framed photos and a small black stone statue of a panther, there is a name plate set in embossed silver: DR A.J. HILL.
There is a chair waiting in front of this desk. It looks comfortable enough.
Though the doctor himself does not seem to be present at this moment, maybe taking a seat while one waits for his return isn't so bad. Going on the state of the place, he must not be far.
Inside, there is no foyer or waiting room. It opens immediately into a handsomely furnished office. A record player next to a wall of floor-to-ceiling bookshelves softly emits classical piano music. Other features include high-back leather chairs, dark-stained wooden filing cabinets and the faint smell of vanilla tea. The place is warmly lit by large picture windows opposite of the entrance door allowing in afternoon sunlight. Regardless of what time it was when Viatorus decided to drop by, and disregarding the fact the windows from the outside should face a brick wall.
To Viatorus' right, there is a polished oak desk. Along with a green banker's light, a selection of fountain pens, framed photos and a small black stone statue of a panther, there is a name plate set in embossed silver: DR A.J. HILL.
There is a chair waiting in front of this desk. It looks comfortable enough.
Though the doctor himself does not seem to be present at this moment, maybe taking a seat while one waits for his return isn't so bad. Going on the state of the place, he must not be far.
