Throw a pebble in and watch the ocean
Characters: Firion and Cecil Harvey
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Firion and Cecil bump into each other in the Troia marketplace.
Location: Troia
Date: Backdated to when Firion went to Troia to pick up Minwu
Warnings: None for now.
Firion had slept in quite a bit without realizing it. It was nearly noon when he awoke and he felt horrible for keeping Minwu waiting. He was surprised to find his weapons and shield in a neat pile, his shoes off, and his cape and armor folded neatly by his bed. Minwu was... somewhere else, it seemed and so Firion took it upon himself to go out and get some supplies before the trip back to Luca. It wasn't a long trip to he marketplace from the inn and Firion took his time looking at all the merchants' items before going through to buy whatever they would need.
The trip would be a bit shorter since they could go by airship this time, all the monsters Firion killed gave him enough money to do so, after all. Turning the corner of a stall, he nearly ran into a rather familiar white-haired individual. Backing away and beginning to apologize, he broke into a grin when he saw that it was none other than Cecil Harvey.
"Cecil!"
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Firion and Cecil bump into each other in the Troia marketplace.
Location: Troia
Date: Backdated to when Firion went to Troia to pick up Minwu
Warnings: None for now.
Firion had slept in quite a bit without realizing it. It was nearly noon when he awoke and he felt horrible for keeping Minwu waiting. He was surprised to find his weapons and shield in a neat pile, his shoes off, and his cape and armor folded neatly by his bed. Minwu was... somewhere else, it seemed and so Firion took it upon himself to go out and get some supplies before the trip back to Luca. It wasn't a long trip to he marketplace from the inn and Firion took his time looking at all the merchants' items before going through to buy whatever they would need.
The trip would be a bit shorter since they could go by airship this time, all the monsters Firion killed gave him enough money to do so, after all. Turning the corner of a stall, he nearly ran into a rather familiar white-haired individual. Backing away and beginning to apologize, he broke into a grin when he saw that it was none other than Cecil Harvey.
"Cecil!"