[There were many taverns around, should someone ever were look for one. Sephiroth never had. Though it just so happened that after a particularly intense field trip out into to Calm Plains, almost reaching the forest at it's southernmost reach, Spencer had quietly suggested that it might make a change of scene. For sure it beat going back to the house right away given his house mate and how Sephiroth felt it best to keep giving her a wide berth until she had adjusted to life in Crystallis.]
There are other drinks after all-
[The small, pale, bespectacled moogle flitted into the doorway first at around shoulder height and swept out of the way for the man to enter the space. He was tall, clad in purple armor with silver trim around the edges, a light armor of a style fitting his Job; somewhere between Warrior and Dragoon. A helmet obscured his face from view, with a high long ponytail reaching just passed his behind. A long sword, unmistakable as Masamune was held with it's edge gracing outwards along the back of his left hand- the point extending over his head.
Sephiroth looked around the inside of the as-rustic-as-can-be-expected bar and followed Spencer over to a table in the corner of the room, not so far from the door though. A few of the other patrons shifted a little in their seats but all in all decided it was best not to pass comment of this particular Hero of Light.]
[2]
There are other drinks after all-
[The small, pale, bespectacled moogle flitted into the doorway first at around shoulder height and swept out of the way for the man to enter the space. He was tall, clad in purple armor with silver trim around the edges, a light armor of a style fitting his Job; somewhere between Warrior and Dragoon. A helmet obscured his face from view, with a high long ponytail reaching just passed his behind. A long sword, unmistakable as Masamune was held with it's edge gracing outwards along the back of his left hand- the point extending over his head.
Sephiroth looked around the inside of the as-rustic-as-can-be-expected bar and followed Spencer over to a table in the corner of the room, not so far from the door though. A few of the other patrons shifted a little in their seats but all in all decided it was best not to pass comment of this particular Hero of Light.]
Seems cozy enough.
[That voice-]