Itachi ЖЖ 004
Who: Uchiha Itachi, and anyone else who decides to wander by.
Where: Somni, outside of Café de Rêves (Tamaki's Café)
Style: Either
Status: OPEN!! (SO BOTHER HIM AS YOU DESIRE :Db)
This was the farthest that Itachi had traveled from his cottage in the woods, and he found himself very surprised by the changes he saw just from stepping outside of the rural-like town he had kept himself to these past few weeks. So far, all he had learned from his information gathering was that the village was called Espoir and that people arrived in this place much as he did at any time. It was not much to base any sort of action on, and therefore he chose to move beyond the small village and into the areas surrounding it.
And it was nothing like he had expected.
There were tall apartment buildings and paved roads and technology that was greatly absent in Espoir, to the point of making the area appear like a misshapen puzzle piece forced into the center of a picture where it didn't belong. But this metropolis also had a steely coldness to it, a icy perfection that made it less welcoming than the building-mottled grasslands of Espoir.
It was late in the day, the sun having moved far enough into the west that the shadows of the tall buildings strength out long like skeleton fingers and the colors of the sky were tinted orange. So far, he had seen very few people around, and while that made it easy to avoid unwanted attention, it also made surveillance and research difficult. It seems that he would not find what he was searching for here.
Just as he had made the decision to return back to his hidden cottage in the forest of Espoir, Itachi's eyes were drawn in by a large sign outside of a shop, name written in elegant curves and curls, and very bright. The open, inviting design contradicted the cold stone and steel of the building surrounding it.
Café de Rêves.
Itachi stared at the building, trying to discern what it's purpose was, but what caught his attention was the window display. Cakes. Small cakes were set in cases and on plates in various designs and covered in what looked to be fluffy white, pink, yellow, and blue frosting.
It was a bit of a surprise for him, as he had not felt hunger or desire to food of any kind since he had arrived in Espoir, and while it had been something he had questioned, it was also something he had learned to accept. Yet here, standing before a window of frosted pasteries...
He stepped closer, eyes shifting to the door of the café, which stopped him. The sign in the window put an end to any interests Itachi had.
Closed.
Where: Somni, outside of Café de Rêves (Tamaki's Café)
Style: Either
Status: OPEN!! (SO BOTHER HIM AS YOU DESIRE :Db)
This was the farthest that Itachi had traveled from his cottage in the woods, and he found himself very surprised by the changes he saw just from stepping outside of the rural-like town he had kept himself to these past few weeks. So far, all he had learned from his information gathering was that the village was called Espoir and that people arrived in this place much as he did at any time. It was not much to base any sort of action on, and therefore he chose to move beyond the small village and into the areas surrounding it.
And it was nothing like he had expected.
There were tall apartment buildings and paved roads and technology that was greatly absent in Espoir, to the point of making the area appear like a misshapen puzzle piece forced into the center of a picture where it didn't belong. But this metropolis also had a steely coldness to it, a icy perfection that made it less welcoming than the building-mottled grasslands of Espoir.
It was late in the day, the sun having moved far enough into the west that the shadows of the tall buildings strength out long like skeleton fingers and the colors of the sky were tinted orange. So far, he had seen very few people around, and while that made it easy to avoid unwanted attention, it also made surveillance and research difficult. It seems that he would not find what he was searching for here.
Just as he had made the decision to return back to his hidden cottage in the forest of Espoir, Itachi's eyes were drawn in by a large sign outside of a shop, name written in elegant curves and curls, and very bright. The open, inviting design contradicted the cold stone and steel of the building surrounding it.
Café de Rêves.
Itachi stared at the building, trying to discern what it's purpose was, but what caught his attention was the window display. Cakes. Small cakes were set in cases and on plates in various designs and covered in what looked to be fluffy white, pink, yellow, and blue frosting.
It was a bit of a surprise for him, as he had not felt hunger or desire to food of any kind since he had arrived in Espoir, and while it had been something he had questioned, it was also something he had learned to accept. Yet here, standing before a window of frosted pasteries...
He stepped closer, eyes shifting to the door of the café, which stopped him. The sign in the window put an end to any interests Itachi had.
Closed.