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[scarlet_wmd]

Who: Scarlet
Status: Open
When: 1:30 pm
Where: Outside the Shin-ra building
What: Scarlet takes a break from her experiments and ventures outside.

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[epitaph_npc]

There were only a few small hours left of her time here in Edge, and within the next hour she’d have to meet back up with Forgiveness and head back over to Junon. She was half disappointed at that though since she loved the nightlife and shopping they had here in Edge, but the lure of the beach and the sea of Costa was pulling at her as well, besides Saiyo was probably going mad without her around.

The cloud of smoke from a cigarette blew into her face as she walked near where the mighty Shin-Ra building stood and she waved her hand in front of her face to clear the smoke. Walking behind the bench Charity jumped over the back of it before seating herself on the other side of the blonde woman.

“You know there’s a custom in Costa that if you blow smoke into somebody else’s face meant that you like them.” Charity announced with a cheerful air. “But considering we’re not in Costa that little custom doesn’t apply.”

[scarlet_wmd]

The sudden movement probably would have made most people drop their cigarettes, but Scarlet rarely reacted like most people. Snapping the notebook shut, she deftly moved the cigarette to the other hand, away from the woman. "I did not know that," she replied. Figured she would run into all the lunatics in town. What sort of person started a conversation this way?

"You want one?" she said at last, holding the cigarette box toward her.

[epitaph_npc]

“Well you learn something new everyday! Or so I’ve been told anyway.” Smiling growing broader when the notebook was snapped shut, Charity idly wondered what had been in there that was a cause for such secrecy. If it had been someone like Vincent, she would have simply taken it from them and looked through it regardless, but she could tell that this woman had some spark.

“Nah they make your breath stink; besides I only smoke when I drink.” Waving the offer off, she turned to sit sideways on the bench while folding her legs beneath her body. “Are you an artist?”

[scarlet_wmd]

Scarlet smiled slightly. "Of sorts, but not in the traditional sense," she replied. She tucked the cigarettes away, glad that she didn't have to waste any.

"And you, what do you...do?" Scarlet asked. She kept the notebook securely under one hand. It wouldn't matter if anyone did see it, she supposed, because they were all sketches of prototypes not yet in existence, and not well labeled at that. But Scarlet was naturally secretive, and she didn't care to share any more details of her work than necessary.