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.
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Pride before the fall... )
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Although the pub was altogether too lifeless for Cid's tastes, the booze was strong enough, and he could crowd watch with impunity. The chair he'd been using as a footstool squeaked slightly under his weight as he shifted, eyes scanning the inhabitants of his current home. Despite the lighting that was anything but atmospheric, he'd chosen a corner table to sit and enjoy a nice stiff scotch. Or at least, what passed as scotch, in this place.
He realized dimly that there might be a market for real liquor, as he'd tasted better from his own bathtub brewery. The prospect of staying so firmly on the ground, however, galled Cid more than he cared to admit. The sky called its siren song to the man, making ( ... )
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