Outfit
Approaching the front door of the building, Theo knew very little of what he might expect. He'd done some digging and knew it as the same building Kuryakin and Tanaka lived in, both who'd had brief brushes with the Exchange. Theo wasn't certain if it was the same apartment, but a look at the list of names on the mailboxes as he pushed inside showed that they both lived together. That explained why Kuryakin had sent Tanaka his way. They knew each other.
As he double checked the apartment numbers, he realised the haunting was connected to the pair. It made his work easier, certainly, knowing both had a certain knowledge of his work. Tanaka was a bigger unknown, but there was nothing to it other than to do it.
Theo stepped to the stairwell, peering upwards and casting a critical eye to the clear signs that this was originally an older warehouse, retrofitted into an apartment block. Brick dominated, with some lime wash, industrial elements that had been maintained for the appearance, but overall the conversion seemed to have been done well.
Making his way up the stairs, Theo scanned the doors for the correct apartment number as he ascended to the top floor. It seemed to only have two apartments on the top floor; the building separated into two sections. Stepping up to the apartment door matching the number he was looking for, he pressed the doorbell once, settling in to wait as he tucked his hands into the pockets of his greatcoat.
Approaching the front door of the building, Theo knew very little of what he might expect. He'd done some digging and knew it as the same building Kuryakin and Tanaka lived in, both who'd had brief brushes with the Exchange. Theo wasn't certain if it was the same apartment, but a look at the list of names on the mailboxes as he pushed inside showed that they both lived together. That explained why Kuryakin had sent Tanaka his way. They knew each other.
As he double checked the apartment numbers, he realised the haunting was connected to the pair. It made his work easier, certainly, knowing both had a certain knowledge of his work. Tanaka was a bigger unknown, but there was nothing to it other than to do it.
Theo stepped to the stairwell, peering upwards and casting a critical eye to the clear signs that this was originally an older warehouse, retrofitted into an apartment block. Brick dominated, with some lime wash, industrial elements that had been maintained for the appearance, but overall the conversion seemed to have been done well.
Making his way up the stairs, Theo scanned the doors for the correct apartment number as he ascended to the top floor. It seemed to only have two apartments on the top floor; the building separated into two sections. Stepping up to the apartment door matching the number he was looking for, he pressed the doorbell once, settling in to wait as he tucked his hands into the pockets of his greatcoat.