[Respites were rare for Takame. Even more rare was to find him on his own, but if one would he would most likely be drinking. Whether he would leave alone was another story, not that his habits had to be known.
A bar empty at this time of night was suspicious most days, it meant it was a front for something more dubious. But it was just public and nearby a Sekiseigumi post enough that Takame concluded the risk for that was too high for the proprietor.
So there he was, alone in this bar and enjoying sake after far too long dealing with the piss that was Eorzean ale. The only indicator that he knew of someone else's presence was the way his tail flicked off the bar stool before swaying naturally again.]
o shit dats me
A bar empty at this time of night was suspicious most days, it meant it was a front for something more dubious. But it was just public and nearby a Sekiseigumi post enough that Takame concluded the risk for that was too high for the proprietor.
So there he was, alone in this bar and enjoying sake after far too long dealing with the piss that was Eorzean ale. The only indicator that he knew of someone else's presence was the way his tail flicked off the bar stool before swaying naturally again.]
Good evening to you.