Where was that stupid idiot?
Yorutanekke shifted around, hands in pockets and stared flatly at the large building in front of him. It was a nice enough place to wait as any. It was typical of any well off establishment, fine architecture, in this case it had been inspired by modern themes with sharp edges, white glossy rendering and dark steel touches. There was a fountain out the front in the same design, with an iron-wrought Duo Liveth Nagi as it's centerpiece. The two-headed serpent was posed, coiled up, with water gushing from both of it's maws, splashing into the pool below and occasionally spraying hapless passersby when the wind picked up.
The Fallen's eyes once again impatiently swept the grounds, trying to pick out Dr. Maison from the crowd, but aside from the occasional doctor or nurse on their break, or the few patients wandering around, sometimes accompanied by a loved one, he couldn't see him. Again, he checked his phone, tapping in his passcode and navigating to messages. Yeah, he had the time right, and Ryder hadn't informed him that he'd be late, but he hadn't said he was leaving yet either.
Yorutanekke sighed and quickly tapped in a short message 'waiting. where the fuck are you.' and sent it off, hoping that maybe he'd catch the doctor's attention. He then walked over to a small ledge and plonked down on it, hands crossed and flicked open the internet tab, hoping to find something worth reading as a distraction.