The humid air was hell on his skin, and Nonotano was happy to be inside...well, kind of inside. The Drowning Wench was open on both ends and he questioned the foolish designer who thought that was a good idea. The coif around his head masked his red hair and he sat near the far wall, watching the bar across the way....
.....watching his brother work so damned hard at trying to blend in.
Oh that dye job is atrocious Ruru. The thought ran through his head as he sipped at his drink, and he smiled.
It had taken some doing but he'd finally seen him. The other day in fact, as he'd been perusing the local markets in Hawker's Alley. Nono had inital doubts. Ruru had white hair and had never carried himself in such a confident manner before. But after watching him for some time he knew it was Ruru.
And so here he was, watching from afar, waiting to see what little brother was waiting for. After some time, he saw....a woman entered. She, too, was trying so gods damned hard to be inconspicuous and yet she stood out like a sore thumb. The hat alone would be enough to draw attention but her mannerisms gave an extra layer of absurdity to the scene.
He took note of her, the green haired Miqo'te woman. Took a sharp image in his mind, so he could remember her. This one was working with Ruru though he didn't know what it was related to.
He didn't care. He could have his fun with this one. The brilliant part of finding Ruru was going to be destroying Ruru piece by piece without laying a hand on him.
He waited for the conversation to end and watched Ruru get up and leave. Nono waited a few ticks and followed, but not too close. His brother was heading to a slightly run down inn and Nono stopped dead in his tracks with wide eyes and grin taking over his face.
Ruru was meeting another Lalafell outside the door. A young woman.
And they embraced in a loving manner.
It was all Nono could do to stop himself from breaking out in laughter. Things were improving by the moment and as he watched them enter he turned to walk to the moogle delivery box. He had one more task before he began to have his fun.
.....watching his brother work so damned hard at trying to blend in.
Oh that dye job is atrocious Ruru. The thought ran through his head as he sipped at his drink, and he smiled.
It had taken some doing but he'd finally seen him. The other day in fact, as he'd been perusing the local markets in Hawker's Alley. Nono had inital doubts. Ruru had white hair and had never carried himself in such a confident manner before. But after watching him for some time he knew it was Ruru.
And so here he was, watching from afar, waiting to see what little brother was waiting for. After some time, he saw....a woman entered. She, too, was trying so gods damned hard to be inconspicuous and yet she stood out like a sore thumb. The hat alone would be enough to draw attention but her mannerisms gave an extra layer of absurdity to the scene.
He took note of her, the green haired Miqo'te woman. Took a sharp image in his mind, so he could remember her. This one was working with Ruru though he didn't know what it was related to.
He didn't care. He could have his fun with this one. The brilliant part of finding Ruru was going to be destroying Ruru piece by piece without laying a hand on him.
He waited for the conversation to end and watched Ruru get up and leave. Nono waited a few ticks and followed, but not too close. His brother was heading to a slightly run down inn and Nono stopped dead in his tracks with wide eyes and grin taking over his face.
Ruru was meeting another Lalafell outside the door. A young woman.
And they embraced in a loving manner.
It was all Nono could do to stop himself from breaking out in laughter. Things were improving by the moment and as he watched them enter he turned to walk to the moogle delivery box. He had one more task before he began to have his fun.
