Koh'sae and Moro'a, two Keeper miqo'te men standing side by side in Limsa Lominsa. It's late at night, or early in the morning, the sky a foggy grey-blue.
Tracking down Koh'sae proved to be the easy part. Standing a good few yalms off the entrance of Naldeq & Vimelli's, Moro'a glimpsed the man as he walked into view, balancing a half-finished shield in his arms.
He shuffled a step forward from the white stone arch he'd hidden behind, only to stop himself. He'd made it this far, yes—but just what was he supposed to say? He didn't want to cause a scene at the guild, but neither did he want to catch Koh'sae completely unawares. Unable to reach a decision, he waited, until the sun was beginning to set and the armourers had begun to leave, fiddling with the leather cord around his neck all the while. His mind raced, yet none of his thoughts would stick, unable to form an appropriate greeting for when the moment came.
He started as he heard Koh'sae call out a goodbye, alarmingly close. He'd held off for far too long. He stepped out from behind the arch and nearly walked straight into the other Keeper, bringing them both to an abrupt stop.
Shit.
🐱To Know Another🐱
Chapter 2: Headway
Moro'a struggles to navigate the waters of friendship.
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