The wind roared violently as the air beats against the oncoming swarm of inhabitants impatiently made their way down the street, scurrying away in desperation to find some sort of overhanging to stay under. Xavier made his way down the street, a pale hand was holding his pure white fedora keeping the hat from blowing off his head and into nothingness. He carefully made his way down the street, taking extra precaution not to run into anyone, it was a way to sharpen his reflexes and also a way to keep people from touching him. Another reason why he made sure no one was to touch him as he made his way to his destination is to make sure that no one will distract or irritate him, he was solely focused on investigating an inn called the Silver moon Inn was it?
Xavier was dressed in almost pure white, with bits of lavender on him mainly his dresses shirt and tie which was concealed under the coat and vest. As such theses colors caused him to stand out in the crowd and he was easily spotted to be new to Rose Garden. In his free hand was map of the city that depicted the maze-like roads and alley-ways. He pauses for a moment and glances up he stopped at the street corner before tucking the map in his coat pocket. Xavier only took a split second to admire its architecture, the beautifully plastered brick and even how it was masterfully placed at a corner of the street. Whoever made this beautiful building was skilled, or at least skilled enough to gain Xavier’s attention which was despite his Sophisticated manner was relatively easy. Any building that was not of the same design or of the same architecture work or just simply stood out to him, gain Xavier’s admiration.
Taking a step into the in his cold dark blue eyes lazily swept around automatically he took notice of where people were sitting, the layout of the build and where a good place to sit would be. Noticing that there was a coat rack and a hat stand towards his right, he silently made his way to the rack. There was a simple Sophisticated elegance when Xavier walks, it seemed as if every step was planned out. Upon reaching the rack he calmingly took off his fedora and trench coat placing it gently on the rack. This exposed his lavender long sleeve dress shirt and white vest that covered most of his shirt, catching a glimpse of the bar he gracefully made his way to a bar stool and silently waited to be noticed. He waited to be either served or questioned, automatically he knew what he would say his excuse for being here and if lucked shinned on him he would taking interest in Blackrose Guild.
Xavier was dressed in almost pure white, with bits of lavender on him mainly his dresses shirt and tie which was concealed under the coat and vest. As such theses colors caused him to stand out in the crowd and he was easily spotted to be new to Rose Garden. In his free hand was map of the city that depicted the maze-like roads and alley-ways. He pauses for a moment and glances up he stopped at the street corner before tucking the map in his coat pocket. Xavier only took a split second to admire its architecture, the beautifully plastered brick and even how it was masterfully placed at a corner of the street. Whoever made this beautiful building was skilled, or at least skilled enough to gain Xavier’s attention which was despite his Sophisticated manner was relatively easy. Any building that was not of the same design or of the same architecture work or just simply stood out to him, gain Xavier’s admiration.
Taking a step into the in his cold dark blue eyes lazily swept around automatically he took notice of where people were sitting, the layout of the build and where a good place to sit would be. Noticing that there was a coat rack and a hat stand towards his right, he silently made his way to the rack. There was a simple Sophisticated elegance when Xavier walks, it seemed as if every step was planned out. Upon reaching the rack he calmingly took off his fedora and trench coat placing it gently on the rack. This exposed his lavender long sleeve dress shirt and white vest that covered most of his shirt, catching a glimpse of the bar he gracefully made his way to a bar stool and silently waited to be noticed. He waited to be either served or questioned, automatically he knew what he would say his excuse for being here and if lucked shinned on him he would taking interest in Blackrose Guild.