Picking up supplies and a pretty girl [COMPLETE]
Characters: Dimo, Anthy, anyone else that they happen to run into on the way to or on the 4423.
Content: Dimo's picking up a few supplies at the market in Trewe before boarding the ship. He meets up with Anthy while there, and escorts her to the ship, since they're going the same way. Possibly meets up with other crew members in the market or once on the ship.
Time: While Grimmjow and friends are out hunting monsters.
Setting: the marketplace in Trewe, and eventually the 4423
Warnings: None, really. Possible Jager flirtiness, but that's about it.
Dimo couldn't decide: dark chocolate fudge, or milk chocolate? He'd just signed onto the crew of the 4423, and had heard that there would be other Jagers aboard. He looked forward to potentially seeing old friends for the first time in many years, and wanted to be prepared for a party. And no Jager party could truly be called complete without fudge. He knew that whatever differences they may have had in the past, or who'd broken whose arm the last time around, good fudge would heal all wounds.
"Ah, vhat de hell," he said to the smiling older woman behind the counter. "Ill take some of both." She rang up his purchase, looking warily at him as his clawed hand picked up the wrapped candy. His money was as good as anyone's, and she smiled as he walked out the door. Whether the smile was more a result of genuine friendliness or relief at his departure wasn't certain.
Dimo opened his rucksack and looked over his purchases. He wanted to make certain that he hadn't missed anything while he still had the chance to do his shopping. After going through everything twice, he was satisfied, and tucked the fudge carefully into the bag. With that, he pulled the drawstrings tight, latched the flap of the bag, and swung it onto his shoulder.
Content: Dimo's picking up a few supplies at the market in Trewe before boarding the ship. He meets up with Anthy while there, and escorts her to the ship, since they're going the same way. Possibly meets up with other crew members in the market or once on the ship.
Time: While Grimmjow and friends are out hunting monsters.
Setting: the marketplace in Trewe, and eventually the 4423
Warnings: None, really. Possible Jager flirtiness, but that's about it.
Dimo couldn't decide: dark chocolate fudge, or milk chocolate? He'd just signed onto the crew of the 4423, and had heard that there would be other Jagers aboard. He looked forward to potentially seeing old friends for the first time in many years, and wanted to be prepared for a party. And no Jager party could truly be called complete without fudge. He knew that whatever differences they may have had in the past, or who'd broken whose arm the last time around, good fudge would heal all wounds.
"Ah, vhat de hell," he said to the smiling older woman behind the counter. "Ill take some of both." She rang up his purchase, looking warily at him as his clawed hand picked up the wrapped candy. His money was as good as anyone's, and she smiled as he walked out the door. Whether the smile was more a result of genuine friendliness or relief at his departure wasn't certain.
Dimo opened his rucksack and looked over his purchases. He wanted to make certain that he hadn't missed anything while he still had the chance to do his shopping. After going through everything twice, he was satisfied, and tucked the fudge carefully into the bag. With that, he pulled the drawstrings tight, latched the flap of the bag, and swung it onto his shoulder.