Steel stood at the edge of the wooden bridge that headed towards the Maelstrom's headquarters. She hadn't been home in a long while, and felt the sea breeze cut across her newly shortened hair. It felt good to have it off her shoulders. Good to be in armor again. Good to be home.
She was about to celebrate her independence from a ballroom dress by heading to the Hunt Board when a Mail Moogle fluttered up to her, impeding her path in that alarming way the creatures often do.
"Kupo! There's a letter for you Miss Hammasandwich!"
Steel sidefrowned and rolled her eyes at the slaughter of her last name, taking up the offered envelope from the tiny fuzzy paw. The moogle fluttered off, swaying as the weight of his mail pouch was buffeted by the sea wind. She idly tore the side of the envelope off and pulled the simple letter out.
Steel's eyes grew wide in a mixture of surprise, shock and...fear? All of a sudden there was a someone who actually wanted to meet her. And at the Bismarck to boot.
Once more, the worry of clothing crept up in to her mind. Now what was she supposed to put on?
She was about to celebrate her independence from a ballroom dress by heading to the Hunt Board when a Mail Moogle fluttered up to her, impeding her path in that alarming way the creatures often do.
"Kupo! There's a letter for you Miss Hammasandwich!"
Steel sidefrowned and rolled her eyes at the slaughter of her last name, taking up the offered envelope from the tiny fuzzy paw. The moogle fluttered off, swaying as the weight of his mail pouch was buffeted by the sea wind. She idly tore the side of the envelope off and pulled the simple letter out.
Quote:Steel,
I pray this letter finds you well.
I may have found a match for you in the form of an acquaintance of mine a sea wolf by the name of Tausenadel Geispyrsyn. He's a fine fellow, runs with decent company. He's a busy man with an affinity for a strong drink, sassy women and a good laugh. While love may be something you have to work for, he's good people and may be what you need for right now.
I've made reservations for the two of you at the Bismark for the week's end. All expenses have been covered, please enjoy yourself.
Enclosed are the reservation details.
I pray Menphina shines on your evening.
Grace
Steel's eyes grew wide in a mixture of surprise, shock and...fear? All of a sudden there was a someone who actually wanted to meet her. And at the Bismarck to boot.
Once more, the worry of clothing crept up in to her mind. Now what was she supposed to put on?
