Meshi quietly slips behind a corner, watching the priestess interact with Darukai. What could he want? First those ysoki.. now this guy? What's going on?
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Damn, lost the ysoki. Doesn't matter. Better follow the priestess. Meshi melts into the crowd, tracking the woman as she leaves.
"The Ysoki seem to be interested... This cannot be good. And scars... What caused them, I wonder? Best move a bit closer to her to keep an eye on things." Calmly, Gau-ji stands and stretches, as though following the attendants' orders. He kept his mind empty, void of all thought to not give way his intent. We don't need no steeenking rules! (but here they are anyways):
A slim man in comfortable clothes, keeps to himself in a corner. He's rather unassuming, and it's hard to notice him in a crowd. It's not that he's actively trying to stay out of view, but he just seems drawn in on himself to make the eye naturally skip over him. Cautiously, he stares at the woman in priest's robes, keeping his thoughts and counsel to himself. "She's an interesting one," he thinks to himself. "All of them are. I wonder what brings her and Darukai to Absalom Station." Rules are How We Know We're Having Fun:
hiya! I don';t have a fancy first post for me yet. but hey! |