Outfit
It wasn't often that Nari was able to get out on her own these days. The Lotus was always on the prowl, seemingly making constant advances at the Chain and its assets, so her people preferred to have her close, and, for her own benefit, within sight or a call. She made concessions for everyone's piece of mind, keeping within the city limits where she could, but she still kept her own company instead of letting her people shadow her steps.
Still, it went without saying that time on her own was at a premium. She didn't need much, just a moment to step out into the world and simply be, outside of this brewing conflict. So today found her at a mom and pop coffee shop on the corner of a street near Balmoral. She was alone, sitting slouched in one of the cheap plastic outdoor seats, her legs crossed one over the other. A pair of large sunglasses obscured her face, and reflected the street as she watched foot traffic. An untouched cup of coffee sat in front of her.
This was how she spotted the wizard, unmistakable from his height and the moony way he wandered past her seat. Nari's lips quirked up in a faint smile at the sight of him, allowing her curiosity to grip her. What was he up to today?
“Billy,” she called, simply. sitting up just enough to hook a long finger nail over an arm of her sun glasses, and pull them partially down her nose so she could look up at him.
It wasn't often that Nari was able to get out on her own these days. The Lotus was always on the prowl, seemingly making constant advances at the Chain and its assets, so her people preferred to have her close, and, for her own benefit, within sight or a call. She made concessions for everyone's piece of mind, keeping within the city limits where she could, but she still kept her own company instead of letting her people shadow her steps.
Still, it went without saying that time on her own was at a premium. She didn't need much, just a moment to step out into the world and simply be, outside of this brewing conflict. So today found her at a mom and pop coffee shop on the corner of a street near Balmoral. She was alone, sitting slouched in one of the cheap plastic outdoor seats, her legs crossed one over the other. A pair of large sunglasses obscured her face, and reflected the street as she watched foot traffic. An untouched cup of coffee sat in front of her.
This was how she spotted the wizard, unmistakable from his height and the moony way he wandered past her seat. Nari's lips quirked up in a faint smile at the sight of him, allowing her curiosity to grip her. What was he up to today?
“Billy,” she called, simply. sitting up just enough to hook a long finger nail over an arm of her sun glasses, and pull them partially down her nose so she could look up at him.