V had been reading in the garden and had finished a wonderful conversation with a woman and her cat, so now he returned to his room for a little bit of quiet. Based on his own arrival and today he'd put together that platform day was likely going to generally be a chaotic day that was going to wear him out. At least in his room it was very controlled as to how much chaos there would be due to the limited amount of people who could enter.

Jackie, a small black kitten that was just growing out of fluffy cone tail age, was on V's shoulders as he scanned his ticket to enter the room, the book he had been reading tucked under his left arm. He wore no hoodie so the metalwork that started just below his elbows and extended to his hands was visible, as well as the heart tattoo that said Johnny + V on his upper inner right forearm. As well as what was visible on his face and throat, of course, and eyes that were clearly synthetic.

"Yeah. You must be Amery." He held his right hand out to shake, palm covered in some sort of sensor. Hardly noticeable when shook, but maybe a bit of a surprise when offered. "Checked the roster on the way here."

There's definitely a rough way about him and he would easily be defined as intimidating due to his resting bitch face if not for the black kitten on his shoulders.