[ Arthur's chocobo bears him out of the bustling market and into the city's residential area - the very wealthy residential area. Sprawling estates line the road, some more ostentatious than others, and Arthur's journey takes him to a much more subdued affair at the end of a cul-de-sac. The building itself is modestly decorated, save for the bright splash of turquoise that is the front door, and the absolutely immaculate patches of flowers that adorn the lawn.
He circles around back to the chocobo stables, and so doing he crosses into yet more gardens. There are flowers everywhere, a vast rainbow of brightly colored petals reaching toward the sun. There are trees and vegetables as well, and a long greenhouse of foggy glass.
The chocobo comes up short at the stable's entrance when it finds there's a cat in its way. ]
Hm, what is it Aloysius?
[ Arthur leans over from the saddle to peer down. Ah. He dismounts, approaching the feline. ]
Hello there, little fellow. I haven't seen you around before.
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He circles around back to the chocobo stables, and so doing he crosses into yet more gardens. There are flowers everywhere, a vast rainbow of brightly colored petals reaching toward the sun. There are trees and vegetables as well, and a long greenhouse of foggy glass.
The chocobo comes up short at the stable's entrance when it finds there's a cat in its way. ]
Hm, what is it Aloysius?
[ Arthur leans over from the saddle to peer down. Ah. He dismounts, approaching the feline. ]
Hello there, little fellow. I haven't seen you around before.
[ Just gonna try and pick up this cat?? ]