
Though they had spoken about it in passing before, Lili and Chacha never really got around to spending much time together as friends. Whether it was letting Gran and the children play together or having a nice lunch at the Quicksand, the ideas were entertained and enjoyed but never executed. When a day came that she ran into the little smith on the streets of Ul'dah, she insisted that she made him a nice dinner to celebrate him becoming his own boss and overseer. Even if it flustered the poor lalafell, she walked away with a smug smile after he finally relented.
The address was given to the little smith with directions as well as a friendly warning.
"I have a big family, dear, and a very...mixed household. Bring Gran. I think he'll enjoy himself."
It wasn't the first time Chacha had come to the Altair (formerly Rinannis) household. It was much the same as when he once stopped by though some things in the yard were moved around to provide more open space for the children to run around. There was an archway teeming with moss and ivy upon crossing the gates that led onto a simple expanse of grass. A little pond, deck, stable (complete with a dozing bone white chocobo), laundry line (with drying baby clothes), and garden were all tucked against the fence.
Near the door on the grass was a young doe, curled up and napping. Halfway across the yard would have been a loud squawk from the roof where an over fed dodo stared down at him with beady eyes. With another obnoxious squawk, it scuttled back along the roof and out of sight.
When he got to the door itself, something popped out of the flowerbed. A mandragora stared at him, bright pink flower growing atop its head. It let out a giggle upon being noticed before diving back into the flower bed with only its flower peeking up. It blended in surprisingly well with the floral assortment whose colors seemed to match its own.
The door would have opened with a smiling Lili to greet him. She wore simple clothes: a loose black tunic and baggy leggings while her feet were bare with bright red toenails.
"Find the place alright?" Her smile was warm. Coming up besides her in the doorway buzzed a magitek bit, letting out musical chirps of greeting before fluttering back within the house. Already the smells of cooking were wafting out as well as some other voices that were occasionally interrupted by the louder squeals of children.
The address was given to the little smith with directions as well as a friendly warning.
"I have a big family, dear, and a very...mixed household. Bring Gran. I think he'll enjoy himself."
It wasn't the first time Chacha had come to the Altair (formerly Rinannis) household. It was much the same as when he once stopped by though some things in the yard were moved around to provide more open space for the children to run around. There was an archway teeming with moss and ivy upon crossing the gates that led onto a simple expanse of grass. A little pond, deck, stable (complete with a dozing bone white chocobo), laundry line (with drying baby clothes), and garden were all tucked against the fence.
Near the door on the grass was a young doe, curled up and napping. Halfway across the yard would have been a loud squawk from the roof where an over fed dodo stared down at him with beady eyes. With another obnoxious squawk, it scuttled back along the roof and out of sight.
When he got to the door itself, something popped out of the flowerbed. A mandragora stared at him, bright pink flower growing atop its head. It let out a giggle upon being noticed before diving back into the flower bed with only its flower peeking up. It blended in surprisingly well with the floral assortment whose colors seemed to match its own.
The door would have opened with a smiling Lili to greet him. She wore simple clothes: a loose black tunic and baggy leggings while her feet were bare with bright red toenails.
"Find the place alright?" Her smile was warm. Coming up besides her in the doorway buzzed a magitek bit, letting out musical chirps of greeting before fluttering back within the house. Already the smells of cooking were wafting out as well as some other voices that were occasionally interrupted by the louder squeals of children.