[ He's not one to traverse around this side of town usually. No, not typically.
But he'd seen her here and there around the tower. Maybe not enough to make much small talk lately but enough to put two and two together that she hadn't had the most pleasant week. Of course, when you're a Turk, he imagines there aren't many pleasantries to be had in her line of work.
But she's still a friend, and that might have been all the cause he had to follow her that evening.
Of course, a Turk would never make that easy though. He'd lost her- or maybe she'd lost him in moments. And from then, it was a matter of dipping in and out of establishments. But it's easier as the night grows older and shops start to close up. Less to choose from.
And eventually, he does choose the right spot. Eyes linger on him, unfriendly, as he steps into the bar. A bit of murmurs can be heard here and there about how 'That's one of them damn ShinRa dogs' and 'Look at those freaky eyes', but he ignores them, letting it be barricading and the other loud, obnoxious talk as he makes his way over towards the back of familiar shoulder-length red hair.
A light touch to her shoulder is the first signal of his presence. ] Hey, Cissnei.. Long time no see.
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But he'd seen her here and there around the tower. Maybe not enough to make much small talk lately but enough to put two and two together that she hadn't had the most pleasant week. Of course, when you're a Turk, he imagines there aren't many pleasantries to be had in her line of work.
But she's still a friend, and that might have been all the cause he had to follow her that evening.
Of course, a Turk would never make that easy though. He'd lost her- or maybe she'd lost him in moments. And from then, it was a matter of dipping in and out of establishments. But it's easier as the night grows older and shops start to close up. Less to choose from.
And eventually, he does choose the right spot. Eyes linger on him, unfriendly, as he steps into the bar. A bit of murmurs can be heard here and there about how 'That's one of them damn ShinRa dogs' and 'Look at those freaky eyes', but he ignores them, letting it be barricading and the other loud, obnoxious talk as he makes his way over towards the back of familiar shoulder-length red hair.
A light touch to her shoulder is the first signal of his presence. ] Hey, Cissnei.. Long time no see.