| *A man known as a drifter, an unknown being whom is well-known for his quiet and aloof nature. This was what others had discribed Squall as in the past. Now-a-days it seemed as if he had disappeared or isolated himself from the outside world but for today, he was out venturing, though almost aimlessly, around the downtown area. His eyes were cast towards the club known as Sugar and Spice and, despite himself, his lips formed into a small smile as he moved towards the doors, pushing them open, and striding slowly into the club. He had made both friends and enemies at this club...speaking of friends...where was Kace and what in God's name had she been up to? He quietly made his way to the bar, leaning lightly on it, before gazing around. He wouldn't call out to her, no. Silent Squall to the end...* | |
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