[chase is out negotiating on his own, perusing shop's wares and grimacing at the prices. the grandeur of the fire sector means that he's bound to encounter higher prices - a downside to living in such an appropriately nice place - which normally wouldn't be so much as a minor barrier to him. but here, he doesn't have access to his boundless resources. magic is certainly an option, but using illusion to purchase wares is almost insultingly puerile. of course, the idea of actually working to acquire funds is almost as bad.
inconvenient, the whole lot of it.
he's paused at a shop front, eying what can't be more than a decorative bauble, but sometimes, those are the most interesting. it's a well-crafted piece of glass with a flame in it, deep blue, white at its heart. the glass curves and warps in strange enough ways to pull the flame through it without making it look weak or stretched. he can't afford it, obviously, but that doesn't mean he can't look.
at the passing of an unfamiliar figure, he glances up, accidentally meeting the man's eyes. there's a moment where he fights back a sneer and only gives a curt nod, expression impassive (and only a little superior). not a kedan, a 'fellow' foreigner. cheerful. probably too much so, for his tastes.]
fire.
inconvenient, the whole lot of it.
he's paused at a shop front, eying what can't be more than a decorative bauble, but sometimes, those are the most interesting. it's a well-crafted piece of glass with a flame in it, deep blue, white at its heart. the glass curves and warps in strange enough ways to pull the flame through it without making it look weak or stretched. he can't afford it, obviously, but that doesn't mean he can't look.
at the passing of an unfamiliar figure, he glances up, accidentally meeting the man's eyes. there's a moment where he fights back a sneer and only gives a curt nod, expression impassive (and only a little superior). not a kedan, a 'fellow' foreigner. cheerful. probably too much so, for his tastes.]