#lapse.mild

For the first time in years -- methinks - he’s kinda full from eatin’ so much. Of course he’ll enjoy every meal to the fullest but it’s kinda overwhelmin’ eating things consecutively, aside from Iggy’s food to an ordered meal from some place else. Goes to show he’s used to little meals inbetween travels from bigger ones in known restaurants -- or taverns, inn’s etc. So he kinda puts his utensils aside and slightly slides his plate to the person beside him with a lil question before bein’ a complete charity case.

A place so decrepit - it was somethin’ familiar wasn’t it? ‘Guess not all worlds have it fortunate, and he could patently tell somethin’ way bad brewed up here - like the apocalypse. The atmosphere was kinda gloomy too - kinda dark - just lookin’ at it made’m a lil sad. But he spots somethin’ that catches his attention - a sign sayin’ ‘7th heaven’ right? Takes him to squint a tad - but it seems promising enough - so he’ll enter. And when he does, he’ll make his eyes browse through pictures on the wall, the darkness forward, judging by the things situated there - took appearance of a bar. Soon - not long after - did someone make their presence and he'll take this chance to ask about the place before seating himself beside the bars’ counter - the dark not allowing clear view of the stranger though.

                 “ What’s up with this place -- Looks like the world’s ending out there.. “

This place seem pretty-- peaceful, kinda old too but eh, it strikes his fancy regardless [ he’s not too used to the new stuff - formal and royal isn’t his kinda style - rugged and fresh, maybe ( despite he’s kinda jelly of the regals but no big deal, eh heh.. ) ]. Whenever it comes to outmoded locations though, he can’t help but browse more than usual - there’s stories to these things, a whole lot no doubt. So he’ll walk like a protag, arms behind his head, hands clasped until he spots somethin’ nice - and what do ya know - he does! May not be too much but a lady plantin’ flowers ain’t too bad of a start.

This kinda clothing - he’s seen it before hasn’t he? Definitely can’t be a fashion trend - looks kinda more formal than that, like an old-fashioned-- formal uniform maybe. In this day and age people go crazy with looks - ‘guess some people like it simple. Nothin’ wrong with simple though - he’s definitely used to leather and steel amongst other things. But he’s kinda curious - maybe there’s a story or two behind things like that.

Somethin’ about th’ guy looks awfully familiar to’em - could be the hair - the sword - maybe somethin’ else but man. Does he give off the vibe. Then in comes the double take and he inhales something sharp with a near hop that supposedly resembles a flinch of surprisal, ‘cause the realization hits’em like a wave [ from a tsunami not a kiddie pool! ]. And he kinda has to point too - so maybe he’ll catch the guys’ attention for some reason.

The expression he makes his kinda sad, more or less. Maybe disappointed or even disheartened. Etro has yet to bless him with dear ol’ aphodite or uh- whatever goddess or god out there there is to bless him with mutual doting [ and it sure as hell isn’t cupid 'cause he’s blind and can’t shoot for -- poop when it comes to it, honest! ]. And rather than askin’ for advice, and Etro knows he’s tried -- over a billion times, he’ll ask the uh - chef for somethin’ new. 

All this walkin’s got’em tired and thirsty - fortunately this place has got a fitting remedy for the two - a cafè! What do ya know! So he’ll walk in casually, of course - peering at one side then to the other before seating himself [ preferably next to the nearest window with a - nice view of the city because he’s got a thing for shotgun and it’s a perfect fit! ]. Now, can’t forget the order too, right? Obvious fact - there’ll be coffee but what kinda coffee? Raisin’ his hand outta bad habit then lowering them with an ‘uh’, [ hopin’ nobody saw the gesture ], and he’ll ask the closest waitress for -- the best kind?

                      “ Whoa, awesome ride ! “