Day 2 - Late Afternoon
Who: Yazoo, Cid Highwind, anyone else...
Where: The local tavern
What: Yazoo is searching for Cid at Mother's request
Rating: At the moment, G. But I HIGHLY doubt it'll stay that way.
Warnings: Most likely language at some point.
In truth, it was a great relief to leave Sephiroth's side. Yazoo worked best alone or with his direct brothers, and no one else. This way he'd be able to focus on his main objective: Capture Cid Highwind and gather information on the ship he supposedly has in his possession. Emerald eyes disguised in ocean sapphire scanned the city. There was not much to it, regular housing with a few community buildings; the tavern being one of them. Perhaps he could find something useful there. It would be the least inconspicuous place to find out about the people of Arcadia.
Yazoo hastily headed in the direction of the depleted building, head bowed and gaze on the immediate ground before him. Confidence was an attention grabber, and while in disguise, the remnant did not have complete faith that simply changing one's appearance would prove effective.
Pushing the wooden door open, he stepped inside, resisting the urge to turn around or at least cover his ears. Too loud. even if there was just a small number of people in there. Apparently, this was the place to be if you weren't busy working or whatever else it was the humans did on this planet. Inhaling a sharp breath, he ventured onward looking for someone who might have the information Mother so desired.
Where: The local tavern
What: Yazoo is searching for Cid at Mother's request
Rating: At the moment, G. But I HIGHLY doubt it'll stay that way.
Warnings: Most likely language at some point.
In truth, it was a great relief to leave Sephiroth's side. Yazoo worked best alone or with his direct brothers, and no one else. This way he'd be able to focus on his main objective: Capture Cid Highwind and gather information on the ship he supposedly has in his possession. Emerald eyes disguised in ocean sapphire scanned the city. There was not much to it, regular housing with a few community buildings; the tavern being one of them. Perhaps he could find something useful there. It would be the least inconspicuous place to find out about the people of Arcadia.
Yazoo hastily headed in the direction of the depleted building, head bowed and gaze on the immediate ground before him. Confidence was an attention grabber, and while in disguise, the remnant did not have complete faith that simply changing one's appearance would prove effective.
Pushing the wooden door open, he stepped inside, resisting the urge to turn around or at least cover his ears. Too loud. even if there was just a small number of people in there. Apparently, this was the place to be if you weren't busy working or whatever else it was the humans did on this planet. Inhaling a sharp breath, he ventured onward looking for someone who might have the information Mother so desired.