Six: Heh. Yeah, it was.
This was an action movie, huh?
-Safira heads into the back room-
Safira: Excellent performance. Haven't had many artists stop by.
Great Leader considers them to be subversive.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp.""This Great Leader a very poor taste.", Osvald commented bluntly as he put away his guitar that Anri is handing to her, Anri smiling as she looks at the bartender. "Don't mind him. He's a serious— quote unquote, patron of the vocal arts." She put in her violin in her case, nodding to Safira as she does so. "Thanks for the compliment by the way, Safira."
"Yep.", Lars chimed in from behind. Liman politely bowed to Safira as she put away her trumpet, looking a little sad. "It is—shame though, that they banned artists..."
"Now—now, this is no time for gloom.", Lars said to her as he looked at Safira again. "We can't have done this without you giving us a place to perform."
всегда веренSafira: -to Lars- Fortunately, he doesn't care too much about what goes on here. This is a quaint little district intended to be used as the part of Solo Nobre the eyes of the galaxy fall on.
So I can allow you to play here.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp.""Oh, a friend?", he said as he takes out another cup, setting six cup total in the center of the table, pouring the sugary alcohol into the metal cups. "Come, come! Today is a good day to celebrate as any!"
Osvald looked at the door and Safira, and shrugged, smiling as he waved Arc to come over. Anri just sits on her spot, glancing and grinning at the rest of the group, leaning in to Liman who is sitting beside her and muttering a quiet— "Good work, girl."
всегда веренSafira: -to Lars- Someone who I believe hails from outside of our known galaxy. As you do.
-to Arc- If you have any questions, you may ask. This room is clear of any of Great Leader's influence, besides construction materials.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Arc stared at the party in front of her and shrugged.
"Hell, it's still the start of the day."
She sat down and graciously accepted a glass. She made sure that the door was closed before she spoke.
" So, where the hell are you from? You sure don't look like you're local in any sense of the word."
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Einar: yeah, yeah it is. Anyway Asagi I'm gonna go sleep now, don't stay up too late yourself.