"Let's see... In that case, the guild hall should be.." Samantha spoke in her soft, honey-like voice, muttering to herself as she consulted a map of Hargeon town. She'd only just arrived in town, by boat no less. On top of that, this was her first time in Hargeon, so she had no real way to get her bearings, relying on the vague directions of townsfolk ('Just take a right past that one fish place, then a left at the pink house!') and the aid of a map that she, frankly, couldn't read to find the guild hall of Lamia Scale. As she looked up from the map, all she saw was yet another restaurant, one called 'Mia's Tail', a sushi place with a mermaid flipping her tail at the viewer as it's mascot of sorts.
She simply stared at the place for a few moments, a small sweatdrop forming on her head as she muttered to herself once more, "Well then... That's the last time I ask an old woman for directions. She probably didn't hear me right..." Samantha then sighed and placed a hand on her belly, smiling down at it and giggling a bit as a low grumble could be heard. She'd spent most of her money getting here, but she had enough left for one meal. She didn't seem to realize that the guild hall was actually only a few blocks further down the road; it really should have been easy to spot from where she was, being such a grand structure.
So there she sat, in the little restaurant she'd misguidedly found herself in, a half-eaten sushi platter in front of her as she sat, alone, at a booth. She was wearing a rather unusual outfit this evening, made up of some random bits of japanese-style clothing. She had on a pair of long, baggy red hakama that made her appear to float across the ground rather than walk, and a set of cloth wraps to tie her chest down and keep it covered up (this is known as 'Sarashi', but hers was made on a budget so it's pretty poor-quality material). Along with these items, she wears a pair of black straw waraji (those sandals that most shinigami wear in the show "Bleach") and long, thigh-length white socks. For a little bit of added style, she wears a pair of black-and-gold gauntlets on her forearms, along with some more bandaging on her biceps.
Due to her current outfit, she was getting many strange looks, and from time to time throughout her meal she was approached and questioned on why she was here, because she certainly didn't look like a mere tourist. These questionings were never malicious intent, only springing from the curiosity of the townsfolk, and she knew this much. That's why she didn't mind, usually answering with a simple, "I'm just here to check out the guild in town.", before returning to her meal. Another small side-note of her outfit was that, since her back was mostly uncovered, a pair of small, folded-up wings could be seen on display; most people assumed these were the reason for her wearing little in the way of a 'top'.
As Samantha sat in the little sushi shop and ate her first meal in a day or two, she started to consult her map again, a firm expression forming on her face as she seriously considered where to go look next. There wasn't really any marking that indicated Lamia Scale as a landmark, even though there should have been, so she was having quite a bit of difficulty. The real issue was that he map she was using was either very old, very fake, or both, and had very little indication of any important features in Hargeon. Puzzled, she started to pout and groan in exasperation, scratching her head in frustration and confusion, "Gah... Where could it be? I'm just looking for Lamia Scale, darn it!" She said, still speaking to herself but for once actually raising her voice a bit, rather than muttering to herself.
She simply stared at the place for a few moments, a small sweatdrop forming on her head as she muttered to herself once more, "Well then... That's the last time I ask an old woman for directions. She probably didn't hear me right..." Samantha then sighed and placed a hand on her belly, smiling down at it and giggling a bit as a low grumble could be heard. She'd spent most of her money getting here, but she had enough left for one meal. She didn't seem to realize that the guild hall was actually only a few blocks further down the road; it really should have been easy to spot from where she was, being such a grand structure.
So there she sat, in the little restaurant she'd misguidedly found herself in, a half-eaten sushi platter in front of her as she sat, alone, at a booth. She was wearing a rather unusual outfit this evening, made up of some random bits of japanese-style clothing. She had on a pair of long, baggy red hakama that made her appear to float across the ground rather than walk, and a set of cloth wraps to tie her chest down and keep it covered up (this is known as 'Sarashi', but hers was made on a budget so it's pretty poor-quality material). Along with these items, she wears a pair of black straw waraji (those sandals that most shinigami wear in the show "Bleach") and long, thigh-length white socks. For a little bit of added style, she wears a pair of black-and-gold gauntlets on her forearms, along with some more bandaging on her biceps.
Due to her current outfit, she was getting many strange looks, and from time to time throughout her meal she was approached and questioned on why she was here, because she certainly didn't look like a mere tourist. These questionings were never malicious intent, only springing from the curiosity of the townsfolk, and she knew this much. That's why she didn't mind, usually answering with a simple, "I'm just here to check out the guild in town.", before returning to her meal. Another small side-note of her outfit was that, since her back was mostly uncovered, a pair of small, folded-up wings could be seen on display; most people assumed these were the reason for her wearing little in the way of a 'top'.
As Samantha sat in the little sushi shop and ate her first meal in a day or two, she started to consult her map again, a firm expression forming on her face as she seriously considered where to go look next. There wasn't really any marking that indicated Lamia Scale as a landmark, even though there should have been, so she was having quite a bit of difficulty. The real issue was that he map she was using was either very old, very fake, or both, and had very little indication of any important features in Hargeon. Puzzled, she started to pout and groan in exasperation, scratching her head in frustration and confusion, "Gah... Where could it be? I'm just looking for Lamia Scale, darn it!" She said, still speaking to herself but for once actually raising her voice a bit, rather than muttering to herself.