Fish out of Water
reponse to this “Where did she go…” Artem stared off into the distance, his gaze being one more often described as empty rather than longing. He had taken a total of five steps outside of the inn when his sister left, and… truth be told, he hadn’t moved since. Well, what if something went horribly wrong? What if he knocked someone over? What if he damaged the door trying to open it? What if he interrupted the innkeeper trying to find his room again? He ought to just remain here until the crowd died down. For now, he would just avoid eye contact. He didn’t want to make it look like he was lost. Well, it was impossible to be lost if you didn’t have a destination. Really, he wanted to go back to Sharance, but Sasha had promised him inspiration, so he ought to at least see what she was plotting. Although… it had been over an hour since he began occupying his perch. At this rate, he wouldn’t be surprised if someone thought he was a statue. Then again, statues weren’t constantly fidgeting with their parasol.
Agni had noticed the man standing outside the inn towards the beginning of his errand, but upon his return, seeing that he was still standing there roughly an hour or more later, he was concerned something was amiss. Approaching the fidgety stranger, Agni offered a smile. “Hello friend, are you lost? I haven’t seen your face around here before.” Taking a moment to observe the other, he noted a more eastern influenced outfit, though of what region didn’t quite come to mind. But altogether an elegant outfit it would seem. Fitting.
“My name is Agni, but who might you be? I’m sure such a pretty face has a name to match.”