[Open RP]
Who: Anyone at Seventh Heaven
When: Evening
Where: Seventh Heaven
Rating: None yet!
The sun had begun to set, casting erie shadows along the wall of Squall's room. He had taken a short nap after working earlier that day, and now he was going to go back to it. Although, this time it was at least going to be indoors, away from the poverty stricken citizens without homes or proper clothing. He didn't like it when they asked him for money; he wasn't rich himself, and they were so, so grabby.
Squall washed up and made sure to not wear his uniform or anything that would hint to his membership in SeeD. He hadn't received an order not to, but he wasn't about to walk into a bar to get information and be so obvious. He was to meet Rinoa in the bar Seventh Heaven, at her request, and try to get as much information as he could on AVALANCHE or the princess' whereabouts.
Paying as little attention as possible to those still on the streets, Squall made his way to Seventh Heaven. He looked around the crowded room full of people from all classes, enjoying themselves and ignoring their differences. It was kind of nice, actually. There was no sign of Rinoa. It didn't matter, though, so he sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. She'd probably see him when she got there, anyway.
When: Evening
Where: Seventh Heaven
Rating: None yet!
The sun had begun to set, casting erie shadows along the wall of Squall's room. He had taken a short nap after working earlier that day, and now he was going to go back to it. Although, this time it was at least going to be indoors, away from the poverty stricken citizens without homes or proper clothing. He didn't like it when they asked him for money; he wasn't rich himself, and they were so, so grabby.
Squall washed up and made sure to not wear his uniform or anything that would hint to his membership in SeeD. He hadn't received an order not to, but he wasn't about to walk into a bar to get information and be so obvious. He was to meet Rinoa in the bar Seventh Heaven, at her request, and try to get as much information as he could on AVALANCHE or the princess' whereabouts.
Paying as little attention as possible to those still on the streets, Squall made his way to Seventh Heaven. He looked around the crowded room full of people from all classes, enjoying themselves and ignoring their differences. It was kind of nice, actually. There was no sign of Rinoa. It didn't matter, though, so he sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. She'd probably see him when she got there, anyway.