Aye, I believe I know the place. You won't be waiting too long.
[ with that, he taps his phone off and pockets it. before heading to the meeting place, he might just swing by his flat to grab his finer clothes: a gold-and-cream damask waistcoat and a dark blue frock coat. beneath them is his usual white, wide-sleeved shirt, a leather belt about his waist, his canvas breeches tucked into tall boots. it's not everyday he meets a vampire king, or at least a very attractive madman who believes himself to be such. right before he leaves the flat, cassidy grabs his pistol and tucks it into his belt. ( a dirk, as always, is hidden in his boot. )
when he arrives at the tavern, which reminds him of home much more than most of the other establishments around town, he immediately looks for the handsome man from the picture. ]
action? c:
[ with that, he taps his phone off and pockets it. before heading to the meeting place, he might just swing by his flat to grab his finer clothes: a gold-and-cream damask waistcoat and a dark blue frock coat. beneath them is his usual white, wide-sleeved shirt, a leather belt about his waist, his canvas breeches tucked into tall boots. it's not everyday he meets a vampire king, or at least a very attractive madman who believes himself to be such. right before he leaves the flat, cassidy grabs his pistol and tucks it into his belt. ( a dirk, as always, is hidden in his boot. )
when he arrives at the tavern, which reminds him of home much more than most of the other establishments around town, he immediately looks for the handsome man from the picture. ]