Just Another Day In A Life

Out Of The Blue Comes Green

(a. Wonderful Tonight)

It was an early morning — about 5 A.M when Greg was strolling through what supposed to be a spot for the bazaar, separated by a sandstone wall decorated with Arabic calligraphy, with a cased opening, or rather a large archway being the entry into the area.

It was a quiet sight — no tents right now, no stalls — nothing, aside from paths drawn on the sand to mark where to walk or stand, while less obviously, tells where you're not allowed to set up shops. It is a peaceful view with no one to bother, although he did feel like it resembled the art piece he had saw in Ghassan's place the day before.

But then, out of the blue, he heard footsteps from his right side, which came from a local walking through into the area. He returned to surveying the empty bazaar spot, deeming the noise unimportant.

As he went back to checking out the empty bazaar spot, he heard a familiar voice:

"How was the party?"

Greg turned around to find out it was Wright – dressed like the locals to blend in with them, "Maybe you should consider changing to something more casual so you can get along w- Oh! "
Wright was hugged by an excited Greg, whom he has not seen in days, "Take it easy." He muttered as Greg gets off him, "Also, I was in the crowd in the party this whole time." He then walked further from Greg, before stopping and turning around to face him.

"Do you feel like we're being watched?" He asked Greg, but receiving a still, stoic look in return as he always gives, before looking behind his shoulder — realizing that Wright was properly paranoid the whole time — It's the robed figure again.
"Get them!" commanded Wright as the figure went away, starting a cat-and-mouse chase for that mysterious figure.

And so, they rushed through the streets of Tarommuniace, and while so, Wright smashed into a stall, making a mess — leaving Greg to chase the figure himself. After some time of being in pursuit for the robed figure as if it was a cat and mouse chasing each other, the figure finally took a shortcut into an alley, which Greg managed to take a turn into there and find out that there was a stack of crates, nothing unusual. How could they have gone that way?

And then, the robed figure just ran past him and proceeded to climb up the stack and climb up to the top of the building: Greg then proceeded to follow them and make his way onto the rooftops, where their nice little chase proceeded to continue as they jumped around the rooftops and ran past the clothing racks before the figure stopped at a balcony edge, with nowhere else to go.

It glanced back to Greg for a bit, before jumping down onto a store-stall, crushing it – Greg followed suit, and they're back in the moving crowd, and it was quickly soon that they took another detour into what appeared to be the empty bazaar again.

Not wanting to drag the chase any longer, it then turned to Greg, "Well, this is it, I guess this is what you have been waiting for, isn't it?" The figure said before revealing itself to be a woman — She had green eyes and long, blonde hair. "Greg?" She says after a pause, "What are you doing here?"

Greg turned around to find Wright also rushing into the spot, "There you are, Greg!"
"And Wright?"
"Aeliene?" Wright recognized what appeared to be someone he had met before, but certainly not a co-worker, as he never saw her before then.
"...hi, I guess?" Wright said to her awkwardly, "You still making potions?"
"What are you doing here, and why are we here, out of all places?"
"Doesn't matter, but I wanted you to make sure Greg's all fine, as I'm away once again."
"Alright, then," Aeliene then turned to Greg, "I guess I'll be stuck with you for some time." She then turned back to Wright, who gave her a pat on the shoulder, "Take care." Wright said to her before going away.