There's a bit of waiting before the Socialite heard steps at the other side of the door, maybe he heard someone going down a set of stairs right before? Then the door's unlocked and the now-known chimeric face of the Professor is waiting at the other side, right above the rest of the yet-unknown body of the Professor free from any covering at the moment.
"Ah, Doctor, good eveninig! You're earlier than expe-" the Professor cuts their line of thought right when a sudden terrified expression takes over their face, realizing him being early meant they didn't finish preparing...
"Oh, sorry! I am so, so sorry, please forgive such-" as the Professor started talking they quickly stepped out of sight, reaching for something. "Impropriety, I just didn't notice-" the sound of fabric. "The scales make difficult to feel easily if you're dressed at all-" the apology stops when they step towards the doorframe once more, now covered by a dressing gown. By they way one could overhear faint scandalous gossip about the deed, it was probably whisper-satin.
The Professor inhaled deeply, then exhaled, and offered a rather anxious, apologetic look. "My apologies, you can come inside. I'll just ask you to wait for a short while as I get properly attired..."
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Re: A Morbid Appointment
Date: 2025-07-06 07:58 am (UTC)"Ah, Doctor, good eveninig! You're earlier than expe-" the Professor cuts their line of thought right when a sudden terrified expression takes over their face, realizing him being early meant they didn't finish preparing...
"Oh, sorry! I am so, so sorry, please forgive such-" as the Professor started talking they quickly stepped out of sight, reaching for something. "Impropriety, I just didn't notice-" the sound of fabric. "The scales make difficult to feel easily if you're dressed at all-" the apology stops when they step towards the doorframe once more, now covered by a dressing gown. By they way one could overhear faint scandalous gossip about the deed, it was probably whisper-satin.
The Professor inhaled deeply, then exhaled, and offered a rather anxious, apologetic look. "My apologies, you can come inside. I'll just ask you to wait for a short while as I get properly attired..."