Uhtred Kjartan
Active Member
Plac' Tuu' Go
Restaurant.
Just a bit after midnight.
Some random planet, heard they had some nice restaurants, so David wanted to try them out. He was just down the street from the restaurant, and was shivering cold. However, he didn't really get bothered by the cold, he was used to it. But for this occasion he wasn't in his armor, he was here to meet someone he'd met from the Holonet and had been speaking to for quite the time. However, he was late. Was she there yet? Was it all a gag? Hm. Welp, he trusted that there was an actual person there, and if not. He'd have to find the person that was pulling his leg. He hated when people did that, or when people wasted his time. But he didn't have much to say in this situation. With his luck, the person had probably left already, thinking it was a gag themself.
He was nearing in on the restaurant, and held the door open for people exiting and entering the place. He'd then enter himself, looking around. Sigh. Well, it was good that he had finally gotten a day off from all of what his job contained. It didn't contain much, that was the thing though, he was doing the same thing every day. All day, all year. He was aging, and you only had one time in your life to have some fun. So, why not now.
Approaching the counter, he spoke to the woman assigning tables for a moment and inquired to her about a woman being here and waiting for someone.
[member="Abbey Ainsley"]
Restaurant.
Just a bit after midnight.
Some random planet, heard they had some nice restaurants, so David wanted to try them out. He was just down the street from the restaurant, and was shivering cold. However, he didn't really get bothered by the cold, he was used to it. But for this occasion he wasn't in his armor, he was here to meet someone he'd met from the Holonet and had been speaking to for quite the time. However, he was late. Was she there yet? Was it all a gag? Hm. Welp, he trusted that there was an actual person there, and if not. He'd have to find the person that was pulling his leg. He hated when people did that, or when people wasted his time. But he didn't have much to say in this situation. With his luck, the person had probably left already, thinking it was a gag themself.
He was nearing in on the restaurant, and held the door open for people exiting and entering the place. He'd then enter himself, looking around. Sigh. Well, it was good that he had finally gotten a day off from all of what his job contained. It didn't contain much, that was the thing though, he was doing the same thing every day. All day, all year. He was aging, and you only had one time in your life to have some fun. So, why not now.
Approaching the counter, he spoke to the woman assigning tables for a moment and inquired to her about a woman being here and waiting for someone.
[member="Abbey Ainsley"]