[littl3chocobo]

he slammed the gris-gris on the table as a nervous waiter took his order of coffee and durian puffs. slouching he waited for the drink to come, he was glad to be away from cirro's insanity for a while though it gave him time to think about the loon pyce. he sighed. if it had just been him then it could be counted off as a normal thing but he had never had a lover threatened. it was unsettling. he nearly did not notice the man coming back with his coffee