Yamiko cricks her neck a little, glancing up at the sign to make sure she had the right place. Sissel's. It'd been months since she'd had time to go into town on leisure - and she still didn't have time, not really. She was here on official business.
Yes. She was at a tavern. On official business. She stifles a small giggle at the thought, straightening her outfit to seem more respectable. Once more, she'd left Viktor at home, but she was not alone - she was accompanied today by a glass golem, who had not been seeing much use lately, and an adamantine golem bearing an official seal from the Chancellor, in case anyone attempts to give her trouble.
And it wasn't as though she didn't look respectable on her own merits. She wore a pleated knee-length skirt, despite the cooling weather, much like a schoolgirl would, in dark navy; however, her blouse was white and professional, without the traditional sailor aspects of a school uniform. Her hair, freshly dyed, was put up in a no-nonsense bun, and she carried herself with decorum. It was mid-day; she didn't expect there to be much business, not between the lunch and dinner rushes.
She heads into the establishment, heading for the bartender. "Excuse me, would this establishment be interested in catering?"
OOC: Tag Joachim, Caduceus, or whoever else wants to work thereLast Edited: Mar 1, 2009, 5:56 pm |
