[ Gion would soon become a rather frequented district for a certain swordsman! Especially now that rehearsals for the tribute of the kidnapped refugees started early production, final casting calls settled. Luckily for two minor roles, they nailed their part out the gate. In hindsight, it's a good thing that they didn't need to be called back last month... There were enough distractions to deal with without trying to read a damn script that reminded him of his own costar, only to toss it in the corner again. No...this month, things felt different. A little more calm as the heat dissipates and he's left with only the experiences.
Having something to discuss with the director, he conducts his business early and decides for once, that he was okay with spending the day by himself. From here, after all, he'd already made plans to set out for Nara. Best he settled down in Kyoto for the night before heading south. So what else was there to do beyond maybe visit a couple friends or shoot them a text?
Simple! Order something hard at a local bar. Rather, that was the plan before he was recommended to try sake. As he sips and works on his second cup, feeling the edge taking off by the drink, his thoughts drift once more... He wondered if Tifa carried this stuff at 7th Heaven. ... Emphasis on "carried". He huffs with a shake of his head, a light frown marring his lips. Moments before he takes another, longer drink of his sake, there's commotion as a group of Geisha and Geiko pour into the bar. Seems there's some barhopping going on.
Minding his own business for a while, the blond polishes off his sake with a warm sigh. His cheeks are a little flush, but he's far from drunk. Still, it's a little loud for his liking. So he sets his yen, thanking the server before he gets up to leave when... ]
...?
[ Wait...the hair...and the eyes. Isn't that...?
Ah. Shit. He hasn't seen her since last month, when he reached out for some...sparring. Still, the change in outfit catches him by surprise. Thankfully he dismisses having any Uki, but the sake in his system? That's making him a little more inclined to at least say something before bouncing. She seemed busy so it's probably best he doesn't take her away from the rest of her group. ]
Almost didn't recognize you.
[ What without her usual gear. Uhh, Cloud. FSKDJAH ]
Drunk in a Dress
Having something to discuss with the director, he conducts his business early and decides for once, that he was okay with spending the day by himself. From here, after all, he'd already made plans to set out for Nara. Best he settled down in Kyoto for the night before heading south. So what else was there to do beyond maybe visit a couple friends or shoot them a text?
Simple! Order something hard at a local bar. Rather, that was the plan before he was recommended to try sake. As he sips and works on his second cup, feeling the edge taking off by the drink, his thoughts drift once more... He wondered if Tifa carried this stuff at 7th Heaven. ... Emphasis on "carried". He huffs with a shake of his head, a light frown marring his lips. Moments before he takes another, longer drink of his sake, there's commotion as a group of Geisha and Geiko pour into the bar. Seems there's some barhopping going on.
Minding his own business for a while, the blond polishes off his sake with a warm sigh. His cheeks are a little flush, but he's far from drunk. Still, it's a little loud for his liking. So he sets his yen, thanking the server before he gets up to leave when... ]
...?
[ Wait...the hair...and the eyes. Isn't that...?
Ah. Shit. He hasn't seen her since last month, when he reached out for some...sparring. Still, the change in outfit catches him by surprise. Thankfully he dismisses having any Uki, but the sake in his system? That's making him a little more inclined to at least say something before bouncing. She seemed busy so it's probably best he doesn't take her away from the rest of her group. ]
Almost didn't recognize you.
[ What without her usual gear.
Uhh, Cloud. FSKDJAH]