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[hr][b]Zun - Airport
Clover ([@Gentlemanvaultboy]), Otsana ([@redbaron1234])[/b][hr]
[color=598527]"Hunting someone huh,"[/color] he murmured almost inaudibly, still giving off that relaxed vibe as he placed hand on his hip. There was a languid smirk and a light, fruity chuckle that lasted a few seconds at her playful display all while commending her own abilities. Even so, his gaze remained on her till she was at his side, as if he was carefully evaluating or examining the woman's capabilities.

Still, he pried his eyes away, peering down onto the pamphlet, he began scrutinizing each advertisement that popped up, thoroughly surveying every word, design choice, and even name... and honestly, he was... less than impressed.

Then again, one of the first things he saw at the airport was a friggin' McDonalds; why should he be surprised at this point.

He continued meticulously skimming through each portion, going over certain restaurants twice before mentally declaring them to be no different than any other place he could find, whether it was in Germany or Nevada. Jonas' eyes were flitting over to the next set of brochures till Clover pointed out something about a [i]Sunrise Cafe[/i].

That? He... honestly didn't think much of it, aside from the fact that it wasn't as gaudy or had the myriads of garish designs that one fancy pickle place did. Though, his eyes did light up when she prescribed her conception of what she saw from this place. While he normally didn't go as in-depth at her, he gave a shallow nod.

[color=598527]"And more than anything, we'll get a good taste of what the local culture is like, although,"[/color] as transfixed as he sounded on heading there, he lagged a bit with his last words, almost if there was some reluctance... he was even rubbing his lips right now as he furtively glanced down at his pockets. A particular thought involving a certain mercenary danced across his mind, till-

[center][i]*Bzzt*

*Bzzt*[/i][/center]

Well, think of the devil and she shall reply.

[color=598527]"Ah, gimme a moment Clover."[/color] In an instant, a hand flew into his left pocket before ricocheting out with a cellphone in hand. A few taps on it and Jonas was reading off her response...

[quote][right]I'm kinda hungry; will be outside,
want anything in particular?[b]|[/b][/right]
[b]Otsana[/b]
[b]|[/b]Well, shit. Coup or Tourney,
I'm prepared.[b]|[/b]

[b]|[/b]And if you could, grab some
kebabs. Heard this place is known
for them.[b]|[/b]

[right][b]Jonas[/b]
[b]|[/b]Gotcha; also, might of made
a new friend. She seems to be a
connoisseur of food and recommended
Sunrise Cafe as being a good place.[b]|[/b]

[b]|[/b]We should check it out some
time. I'll see what I can do about
grabbing some kebabs.[b]|[/b][/right][/quote]

... and punching in his own response to the wolf girl. Giving a short sigh, he plopped the phone straight back into his pocket before grasping at the red parchment and giving it another look over... now that he thought about it.

He looked behind him, keenly eyeing the entrance to the airport with a sharp, almost stoic glare back. [color=598527]"I wouldn't mind, though I'm waiting for a friend to get her crap and she isn't exactly a light traveler,"[/color] Jonas gave his satchel a nice, taut, ruffle as he smiled with a great amount of radiance all while being followed by an airy, whimsical chuckle.

[color=598527]"How about something closer, like The Brethren's Rest? It's bit of a hole in the wall, [i]aaaaand[/i] from what I can tell 'bout the customers, it's most likely a hub for Nomads to go to."[/color] He jabbed a thumb behind him at the airport, turning back to look at her as he suggested another possible alternative.

[color=598527]"Which also means it be a good place to get information on that person you're lookin' for... soooo, whadya say?"[/color]