Tenkiller looked at himself in the mirror. Charcoal gray suit with a few shades lighter gray tie; the tie with a subtle silver stitching. Deep sapphire shirt. Dark brown leather shoes, matching belt. Pocket square of a color matching his shirt barely peeking out of the left breast pocket of his coat. His long, jet black hair pulled back into a low ponytail and secured with a two inch wide leather cuff that matched his shoes and belt. His cologne was reminiscent of open skies and sage. Cufflinks made of white gold and obsidian held the french cuffs together. He took a breath and exhaled slowly. He was glad he was a tad nervous. He did a quick check of his teeth and then left his quarters, making his way past the hydroponics bay to pick up the flowers he had asked for, and then to door to the Chief Science Officer’s quarters. He cleared his throat, and pressed the chime.

Tenkiller, CoS