Treasure Hunting blues [Open/Active]
Characters: Eve and open.
Content: New and old meetings at the bar
Location:Pete’s Tavern
Time of day: Morning
Warnings: None as of yet.
Eve sighed as she looked out at the boarded up window from Pete’s tavern across the street. She’d really hoped Cloud would take her there to find treasure, but as it turned out, he had his own arrangements.
It was a fresh crisp Monday morning, and the small blonde rugged up in a large pink coat and beanie was sitting boredly at a window seat in one of the cities only populated bars ‘Pete’s Tavern’. At least she seemed in good spirits, eye’s twinkling on the odd occasion movement inside or outside captured her imagination. It almost seemed like her time within that horrible ship was but a distant memory. It was still a rather confusing one but one that she could more easily put in the back of her mind. She was ready instead to revel in the fact that she was right back home where she was with those she loved, with more time to have fun and find new friends. And there was nothing better to start off a brand new week with, than treasure hunting.
Of course, there wasn't all that much technical hunting to be had. Her street was a small one and didn't have more than a handful of places she was allowed to go. Only one of them really had anything interesting beyond a handful of old bears and warped bottle caps, but she wasn’t allowed to go there without an adult, and most adults were to busy to take her anywhere but Billy’s home and her own.
Remaining glued to the world passing by beyond the barrier of the cold glass with her chin resting on one curled fist, she bit her lip, thinking how to best ask the next familiar face for a hand in getting into whatever elusive apartment the window belonged too.
Content: New and old meetings at the bar
Location:Pete’s Tavern
Time of day: Morning
Warnings: None as of yet.
Eve sighed as she looked out at the boarded up window from Pete’s tavern across the street. She’d really hoped Cloud would take her there to find treasure, but as it turned out, he had his own arrangements.
It was a fresh crisp Monday morning, and the small blonde rugged up in a large pink coat and beanie was sitting boredly at a window seat in one of the cities only populated bars ‘Pete’s Tavern’. At least she seemed in good spirits, eye’s twinkling on the odd occasion movement inside or outside captured her imagination. It almost seemed like her time within that horrible ship was but a distant memory. It was still a rather confusing one but one that she could more easily put in the back of her mind. She was ready instead to revel in the fact that she was right back home where she was with those she loved, with more time to have fun and find new friends. And there was nothing better to start off a brand new week with, than treasure hunting.
Of course, there wasn't all that much technical hunting to be had. Her street was a small one and didn't have more than a handful of places she was allowed to go. Only one of them really had anything interesting beyond a handful of old bears and warped bottle caps, but she wasn’t allowed to go there without an adult, and most adults were to busy to take her anywhere but Billy’s home and her own.
Remaining glued to the world passing by beyond the barrier of the cold glass with her chin resting on one curled fist, she bit her lip, thinking how to best ask the next familiar face for a hand in getting into whatever elusive apartment the window belonged too.