⇀ atelier.

@❛ hana lin "i can't be certain regarding that quite yet, it'll have to be overlooked by the entirety of the council."

sunken hues overlook the differentiated cracks within the gravel of the concrete beneath the knocking of his own designer leather booths, a device (perhaps too modern for the thousand year old elder) is pressed upon his ear. taehyung's fingers outstretch to pinch at the bridge of his nose with eyes fluttering shut, lips parting to emit a faint sigh. "yes, i cannot give anymore information. if that will be all? thank you. have a good evening." lowering his device, the pad of his thumb locks it before it's tucked within the confinement of his back pocket.

to be frank, the elder felt as though he may be outgrowing his position, as well as his outlook within the council. it was almost as though his mindset, albeit being the eldest within the group, was more mature than the others. for he didn't necessarily enjoy purposeful torture to members of the coven. regardless, if there's one thing that was necessary, was a new suit. he eyes the hem of the one donned upon his figure, crinkling his nose. it'd grown too big, perhaps he'd lost some more weight. regardless, there was a new atelier within the manor that he'd set up an appointment with.

his entrance his marked with a soft dingle of a bell above his head as the door is nudged open and his head tilts up to overlook it, fluttering his eyes momentarily before stepping towards the desk.