Snippet #1140821

Rowen was sitting in a bar staring at the table. He hadn't drank anything but water which, judging by the expression on the bar tender's face, was starting to get on his nerves. He raised one hand slowly, placing his cigarette in his mouth and puffing dryly before exhaling the smoke. His expression remained bored, almost as if he was in a never-ending trance. "Hey, are you going to order somethin' or are you just goin' to sit there?" The bar tender finally snapped. Rowen looked up and stared at him for a minute, before getting up slowly and walking out. He still held his cigarette in his hand. His sharp green eyes, large brownish wings, and odd hair-coloring made him stand out in a crowd but he didn't particularly care. He walked down the street. It had been three years since he lost her... Rei... He thought miserably. It was no use. He knew she had already married... and he had no intention of ever returning to Gallica anyways. He continued on his way, thinking of various things as he made his way through the streets of Kolera.

Currently, he was headed off to find his leader, the leader of Fang, Wolf. He had a few questions for him...