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『Bread & Lager』

Jack was making his way through the foyer, dressed in an wealthy looking vibrant midnight blue waistcoat, white dress shirt, black slacks and a the typical set of leather boots. Right before he rested a hand against the door however, he could hear the padding of stockinged feet behind him. Glancing over his shoulder casually, his hands then folded behind his back.

He raised a brow seeing Cassandra in a new outfit.

She was dressed in white stockings under a dark blue colored frilled skirt that dips down in front of the knees, with matching white dress shirt with a frilled collar and a blue poncho-like cloak.

To Jack, it looked like like she was about to go out on a picnic as little red riding hood dressed in blue.

His eyes rested on her feet which other than than the stockings, which seemed to be strips of thin white cloth wound around her legs and tied by strong golden laces. His eyes then moved over towards the silver tri-buckled ankle boots she had in her hands, held between her fingers by the edge of their mouths.

They were made out of black leather.

"You're ready?" Jack inquired teasingly as he stood at an angle, taking in the sight.

She honestly looked absolutely adorable, in his opinion. She was just missing the small triangular hat or even a larger beret with a red feather sticking out of it. Even a flat cap could work with the outfit, if not the classic medieval bonnet that goes well with the theme of the world.

"You going to be okay in just that?"

"What do you mean?" Cassandra blinked a few times looking up at Jack, one hand tugging at her skirt as she curled in her upper lip.

"It's cold outside," Jack replied as his gaze went back down to her legs which were covered, but not thickly. He could see the pale skin tone from beneath the thin cloth pressed against her two scrawny limbs that had her standing.

"Its fine!" Cassandra giggled aloud as she let go of the skirt, having thought that he had originally disliked her outfit. Though it seemed that wasn't the case! So her excitement began to boil over as she practically vibrated in place. "This cloak and my stockings are enchanted with insulation magic I learned from the Guild!"

"Interesting," Jack smirked at the fact that her clothes were enchanted, and that it was done by her no less. It didn't seem that he had to give any of his things away. Which in a way, was a relief.

As she went to bend down and put on her boots, he rested his back against the large front door of the castle foyer. His eyes resting on the top of her head, metaphorically digging into her scalp.

A few seconds later and she was standing straight up with a cocky looking grin across her face, as she held out her arm. "I know a place we can go to and get some fresh bread for the walk!"

"I see your father told you the intended destination."

Cassandra nodded happily, none the wiser, that it was more of an inspection of the outer wall. Though it was several hours of just walking all around the City.

Something that he'd enjoy doing with or without someone at his side. Walking, still, was something he had missed for a very, very long time.

Holding out his arm for her to hook hers around, the two would waltz out the door as he pushed his back against it. Allowing it to creek its way shut with a loud clack sound rang out the moment it closed.

About a half hour into the first residential quarter, she lead him up to a Tavern.

The closer they got, the more he could smell the alcohol along with the fresh rising bread which was in the brick chimney oven. It made Jack's mouth water slightly. The fresh bread smelled nothing like the items from the Dungeon.