07-05-2017, 03:16 AM
Tired eyes opened briefly before a vicious assault forced them closed. Makoto let loose a hoarse groan as he cursed inwardly at his cowardly assailant. How dare the Sun sear his retinas! He was going to freeze it solid next chance he got, useless ball of gas.
The smartly dressed fellow fought to untangle his limbs from the mess that might have been a blanket last night as he gradually regained access to his mental faculties.
Last night...what had happened last night? Pale fingers buried themselves in blue hair as he struggled to cobble together fragments of memories.
“Oh! Shion.” He'd met a kindred spirit while wandering around and invited her to join him. After all when you're lost together with someone that's called an adventure.
Naturally, the first order of business was to order a (much needed) meal of lamb chops and a drink to go with the food. The drink being plain water of course. Makoto was a minor, you didn't expect him to actually drink something alcoholic, did you? No, that wouldn't happen. Honestly.
Mysteriously, this is where his memory gets foggy. He remembers renting a room (Shion insisted on paying) and that's about it.
...One room? That can't be, there was only the single bed Makoto had slept in. Where did Shion go?
Pushing himself to his feet and making a token effort to fix his suit, the teenager headed down to the tavern portion of the building to look for clues.
Taking the rickity wooden stairs two steps at a time he found the building's owner in no time. The middle aged man wearing a slightly yellow apron was polishing an already spotless glass with a rag when he was interrupted.
“Hello, hi, good morning. You wouldn't happen to know where my companion from last night was? Tall blue lady? A bit fancy-looking?”
“Nope. She took off last night after she helped you to your room. You were looking a bit woozy there, son. Are you sure you're alright now?” said the man, his brows furrowing in worry.
“She left? Huh. Did I scare her off or something?” While the muttered question was aimed at himself the bartender saw fit to provide an answer anyway.
“Chin up, lad. There's plenty of fish in the sea!” remarked the grinning love guru as he nudged the rejectee in the side with an elbow.
“What? No, that's not… Nevermind.” The boy walked towards the exit. He very pointedly did not hurry at all. Nor was he followed by the deep laughter of the nosy innkeeper.
Oh well, it's not like she was any more than a total stranger.
This ‘vagabond’ thing wasn't going too well for him though. Maybe he'd go back to the nexus and choose some other place to go to. If nothing else it was an excuse to summon his bike and go for a joyride. Those are nice.
The smartly dressed fellow fought to untangle his limbs from the mess that might have been a blanket last night as he gradually regained access to his mental faculties.
Last night...what had happened last night? Pale fingers buried themselves in blue hair as he struggled to cobble together fragments of memories.
“Oh! Shion.” He'd met a kindred spirit while wandering around and invited her to join him. After all when you're lost together with someone that's called an adventure.
Naturally, the first order of business was to order a (much needed) meal of lamb chops and a drink to go with the food. The drink being plain water of course. Makoto was a minor, you didn't expect him to actually drink something alcoholic, did you? No, that wouldn't happen. Honestly.
Mysteriously, this is where his memory gets foggy. He remembers renting a room (Shion insisted on paying) and that's about it.
...One room? That can't be, there was only the single bed Makoto had slept in. Where did Shion go?
Pushing himself to his feet and making a token effort to fix his suit, the teenager headed down to the tavern portion of the building to look for clues.
Taking the rickity wooden stairs two steps at a time he found the building's owner in no time. The middle aged man wearing a slightly yellow apron was polishing an already spotless glass with a rag when he was interrupted.
“Hello, hi, good morning. You wouldn't happen to know where my companion from last night was? Tall blue lady? A bit fancy-looking?”
“Nope. She took off last night after she helped you to your room. You were looking a bit woozy there, son. Are you sure you're alright now?” said the man, his brows furrowing in worry.
“She left? Huh. Did I scare her off or something?” While the muttered question was aimed at himself the bartender saw fit to provide an answer anyway.
“Chin up, lad. There's plenty of fish in the sea!” remarked the grinning love guru as he nudged the rejectee in the side with an elbow.
“What? No, that's not… Nevermind.” The boy walked towards the exit. He very pointedly did not hurry at all. Nor was he followed by the deep laughter of the nosy innkeeper.
Oh well, it's not like she was any more than a total stranger.
This ‘vagabond’ thing wasn't going too well for him though. Maybe he'd go back to the nexus and choose some other place to go to. If nothing else it was an excuse to summon his bike and go for a joyride. Those are nice.
Quote:Quest cancelled. Activity restored. Probably.