#asernolonger:01

[parasolbitxh]

Starter: @asernolonger​

     Heels kissing the pavement as the sun shone and parasol opened blocking the nuisance of a sun. The female twirled the item between her fingers as she was watching everyone with a tiresome look. The same thing, different days, different weather - where were the killings?

     Hair catching in the wind she let it dance about as eyes glanced between people faces, she felt disgusted as she saw people smiling, not to mention knowing people here. In a way, she missed the acknowledgment of people she used to work with/for. None would take the place of a certain someone.

     Her partner in crime one would say.

        Two peas in a pod.

     Her thoughts were disturbed as she carelessly bumped into someone, but she would just brush it off as they did so to her. Glancing up at the person she instead was met with someone who was pretty much twice her size. Giving her an expressionless look Neo cocked her head to the side.

[ascarletflame]

@asernolonger​

There were plenty of creatures around to eat – like those weird feathered flying things and hairy bushy tailed runners – but actual city cuisine was a little more exciting, and he supposedly was given some money to start off until he could make his own. Why not?

Grimm chooses a lovely looking cafe by the name of Pandora while he's looking through Archimedes, greeting the woman there with a hearty smile.

“A swell afternoon to you, my kind lady. Might you have any sort of special available?

                                   ...Although, you’ll have to show me how to release the                                                                        coins from this box.”

[sunwoofs]

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A potent air of power greets her from where she was dozing in the awning of a flower shop, pulling her head up off its paws. Drawing deeper, mouth slightly open, she comes to her feet and follows the unfamiliar presence. Not divine nor dark- no, on a closer sampling, there is something holy about it, but tangled together with a presence unlike what she’s beheld before. Very strange indeed.

The source seems to be a young woman, one that reminds Amaterasu of a dragonian, albeit clearly not meant for the water, with wings like that. She seemed preoccupied, at least, not enough to immediately notice the wolf behind her.

A state of affairs Amaterasu ‘helpfully’ rectified with a perhaps louder-than-necessary bark.

Let it never be said that the sun mother lacked a sense of humor.

[shadowbringcr]

As much as she preferred to spend the entire day wandering around the city and familiarizing with her surroundings, Lycelle was not born with limitless stamina. When one stomach rumbles, it would be wise to heed its call, so she quickly made a detour towards the nearest restaurant.

Pandora Cafe had a relaxed environment in spite of the lunchtime rush; Lycelle managed to secure a table of her own by the corner. She ordered for coffee and an omelette, and the various smells from the kitchen only raised her expectations.

And expectations were certainly met - in more ways than one. The coffee was sublime and rejuvenating, but it was the omelette that caught her attention. Oh, it was certainly delicious, but she couldn’t help but notice just how familiar this richness was. The way the cheese and mushrooms were prepared for this dish... She was certain - this was what Eorzeans would call Priestly Omelette, the name coined after the rousing success of Ishgardian kitchens perfecting this dish.

Could it be..? She signaled for a waiter in hopes of satisfying her curiosity.

“Excuse me, do you mind if I can ask for the culinarian in charge of this dish?“

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[wingedprinxess]

starter for @asernolonger

     Ah, the raven-haired female wasn’t sure when it happened or really how it happened. She ended up getting separated from her trusty companion Angelo. One minute Angelo was with her and then the next - well... the rest is just history.

     So, here Rinoa was standing within the mass crowd of the inhabitants just pondering what her next plan of action was. Here she thought the Boardwalk would be a fantastic idea. So, Rinoa did her whistle that her faithful companion would come too, but she never arrived like she usually did. Maybe it was due to all the noises going on and Angelo was just as lost as she was. 

               This is what happens when Rinoa got curious about things.

     Leon would scold her for being sidetracked, but how could she not? She was brought to a new world, a new place, and surrounded by SO many people that were from other places. Sure, she was nervous but she wouldn’t let that deter her from meeting people.

     Letting out a deep sigh the female brought her index and thumb to her lips before letting out another whistle. People walked past her wondering what she was doing, but she figured another go wouldn’t do any harm. As the minutes ticked by she let out a defeated sigh. “Angelo, where are you...”

     Elsewhere, Angelo was sniffing everywhere trying to find her owner. the Australian Shephard ears perked up thinking she heard something, but they lowered once more. Her search was fruitless as she got pets by people but she eased away from them not sure if she could fully trust them or not.

     Continuing her walk she began sniffing the air picking something up. Ears perked she began to growl. Looking up upon seeing a pretty big shadow she began barking at it. She may be a dog, but she was pretty intelligent to know no person could be that big.