A clear day, sky blue, clouds white, and a sally summer breeze kicking up dust. Moartea, almost near the center of Hargeon Town. As today he was sporting a black dress suit, a white dress shirt underneath all the clothing. A black tie, a black silk vest with black metal buttons, and a silver chain coming from one of his vest pockets. He was wearing a pair of black silk dress pants, and a pair of black leather dress shoes. A normal attire he wore, in any place he went, his and long black hair fluttered in the wind, which he was keeping up in intricate white headpieces called a kenseikan, wearing one on top of his head and another two on the right side.
Moartea had, as he was walking his series of weapons with him, over his shoulder, a strange brown tattered clothed item, as it was wrapped up to keep in secrecy. But as from looking at it, it was rather large, his katana, Senbonzakura Kageyoshi, the light blue handled katana was strapped to his waist. His twin revolvers, Tsuinsoururībā, barely peaking out of the sides of his vest, the red velvet handled with the orange iron sights peaking out, and the white frame clearly visible. As all other weapons Moartea may have are in his vault for now, he Located in the center of Hargeon Town at the heart of the cities reconstruction the Lamia Scale guild hall is a rather fascinating piece of architecture, all marble building, with many open windows and a gorgeous white and blue appeal.
As he walked towards the building, he took a look behind him, and saw the vast town, and a wondrous blue sea. Turning his head, he opened the marble doors and entered the building, seeing many people chatting and conversing was a rather pleasant sight. He walked in and as soon as the wind blew in, the tail of his coat flapping in front of him, as he ventured towards the bar table and sat his tattered object down against the marble counter and took a seat, as he looked up and ordered a drink as he waited for someone to greet him and allow him to talk to the Guild Master. And while he waited, he corrected his hair, fixing it from the wind, and patting off bits of dust, and dirt making his attire nice and neat, as he kept Senbonzakura Kageyoshi strapped to his waist, and his twin revolvers hidden, as he buttoned up his coat and clicked open his silver pocket watch to see the time.
Moartea had, as he was walking his series of weapons with him, over his shoulder, a strange brown tattered clothed item, as it was wrapped up to keep in secrecy. But as from looking at it, it was rather large, his katana, Senbonzakura Kageyoshi, the light blue handled katana was strapped to his waist. His twin revolvers, Tsuinsoururībā, barely peaking out of the sides of his vest, the red velvet handled with the orange iron sights peaking out, and the white frame clearly visible. As all other weapons Moartea may have are in his vault for now, he Located in the center of Hargeon Town at the heart of the cities reconstruction the Lamia Scale guild hall is a rather fascinating piece of architecture, all marble building, with many open windows and a gorgeous white and blue appeal.
As he walked towards the building, he took a look behind him, and saw the vast town, and a wondrous blue sea. Turning his head, he opened the marble doors and entered the building, seeing many people chatting and conversing was a rather pleasant sight. He walked in and as soon as the wind blew in, the tail of his coat flapping in front of him, as he ventured towards the bar table and sat his tattered object down against the marble counter and took a seat, as he looked up and ordered a drink as he waited for someone to greet him and allow him to talk to the Guild Master. And while he waited, he corrected his hair, fixing it from the wind, and patting off bits of dust, and dirt making his attire nice and neat, as he kept Senbonzakura Kageyoshi strapped to his waist, and his twin revolvers hidden, as he buttoned up his coat and clicked open his silver pocket watch to see the time.
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