There is something liberating about being just another person on the street, hardly anyone spared him a second glance. He's not used to being lost in a crowd- all his life he was always separated by security with a Turk by his side like a shadow, isolated for his own safety.
He's sure one of the Turks will eventually find him but for now he's going to enjoy the taste of freedom that he's been afforded. Rufus has never been one to shy away from taking risks so that is what he does as he sets out to explore this new world. The air is fresher than it had been in Healen where everything was cold, sterile.
He was alive against all odds and even though he was lost in this busy city, it's still delightful. He had decided to wear a dark blue yukata to blend in a little more, his brother's small camping knife tucked away in a hidden pocket just in case.
But of course it doesn't take him long to get turned around, finding him in a place in Tokyo he can't figure out where to navigate from. If he's going to be lost then he's going to be lost looking as if he owns the city. The white silk fan he's holding is snapped shut as he places it upon the arm next passerby's arm to stop them and get their attention.
"I would be most grateful for directions to the nearest bar. I'm sure you can obligate."
Flowers of Evil
Mesmorizing- he reaches up to catch some of the falling petels with interest that would seem strange to many. He had spent most of his life in a city of steel and smog, not exactly a place known for it's natural beauty or somewhere nature flourished.
As he watches the pedels falling something shifts in him and those guards that he had put in place to conceal the truth crack as soon as he touches a petal. He spent his life learning to shape, conceal, and manipulate the truth in order to survive- honesty could be a dangerous weapon.
The petals fall from his hands, trying to focus himself as he starts to look for the nearest exit, trying not to bump into anyone in his haste but it's crowded, moving around isn't that easy.
Misc. et al
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Rufus Shinra | Final Fantasy VII (OG)
There is something liberating about being just another person on the street, hardly anyone spared him a second glance. He's not used to being lost in a crowd- all his life he was always separated by security with a Turk by his side like a shadow, isolated for his own safety.
He's sure one of the Turks will eventually find him but for now he's going to enjoy the taste of freedom that he's been afforded. Rufus has never been one to shy away from taking risks so that is what he does as he sets out to explore this new world. The air is fresher than it had been in Healen where everything was cold, sterile.
He was alive against all odds and even though he was lost in this busy city, it's still delightful. He had decided to wear a dark blue yukata to blend in a little more, his brother's small camping knife tucked away in a hidden pocket just in case.
But of course it doesn't take him long to get turned around, finding him in a place in Tokyo he can't figure out where to navigate from. If he's going to be lost then he's going to be lost looking as if he owns the city. The white silk fan he's holding is snapped shut as he places it upon the arm next passerby's arm to stop them and get their attention.
"I would be most grateful for directions to the nearest bar. I'm sure you can obligate."
Flowers of Evil
Mesmorizing- he reaches up to catch some of the falling petels with interest that would seem strange to many. He had spent most of his life in a city of steel and smog, not exactly a place known for it's natural beauty or somewhere nature flourished.
As he watches the pedels falling something shifts in him and those guards that he had put in place to conceal the truth crack as soon as he touches a petal. He spent his life learning to shape, conceal, and manipulate the truth in order to survive- honesty could be a dangerous weapon.
The petals fall from his hands, trying to focus himself as he starts to look for the nearest exit, trying not to bump into anyone in his haste but it's crowded, moving around isn't that easy.
Misc. et al
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