Meeting on the Eve
[currysavior - I don't know what you had in mind for this, but here is a starter for your thing.]
It was still early for him to be headed out, but he'd hoped to slip out unnoticed. Between the staff and his brother, Enzan's morning had been surprisingly busy and he'd had little time alone. The moment he'd gained the peace of solitude, he grabbed a black pea-coat from his closet and headed out the front door. He really couldn't afford another wave of distractions.
"Estimated arrival time in twenty-six minutes and thirty-four seconds, Enzan-sama,"Â Protoman announced as the card pulled out of the driveway. It wasn't a long drive, but it didn't seem as if it would be long enough. Netto had a rather unfortunate habit of being late at times, and arriving half an hour early already promised an awkward amount of time waiting outside something that wasn't going to be open in the first place.
Just what is he hoping to do...? Enzan thought absently, slipping out of the car as it stopped in front of the arcade. He lingered for a moment, relishing in the final moments of warmth for the car before thanking his driver and walking closer to the building. If he was going to be out for a while, he'd want to avoid the wind while he could.
