Coatleque quietly entered the Quicksand from the Pearl Lane entrance. She was tired and didn't bother scanning the room tonight. She quietly strode to the bar, which was quite uncharacteristic of herself. Taking a seat behind the central pillar to subconsciously shield herself from the main view, she slid a few gil over to Momodi and asked for both water and wine.
The sound of conversations behind her was a nice distraction as she leaned her arm on the bar, head in hand. It began to lull her off to sleep.
The sound of conversations behind her was a nice distraction as she leaned her arm on the bar, head in hand. It began to lull her off to sleep.
