Approaching the fountain, his footsteps were a steady rhythm of alternating weights against the brick street. He saw the woman standing, waiting as she'd done before. He decided to wear a simple set of pants and a back tunic top, his crimson hair toussled by a slight breeze. As he ascended the steps with a slight groan he lookad at her with slightly narrowed eyes.
"A pleasure to see you again, Sergeant. So you have news I assume?"
"A pleasure to see you again, Sergeant. So you have news I assume?"
