Excess Over Practicality
WHO: Fynn Izunia & Juzo Sakakura [Partly Open]
WHERE: Expressive, Tisse (Coffee Café)
WHEN: Midday (Backdated to 3/1)
WHAT: In a vain attempt to not have buyer's remorse over his latest hefty investment, Fynn meets up with his colleague over at the local café here in Tisse to show off his brand new car.
WARNINGS: Swearing, dirty jokes an probably a ton of geekry. Fynn is own warning btw.
WHERE: Expressive, Tisse (Coffee Café)
WHEN: Midday (Backdated to 3/1)
WHAT: In a vain attempt to not have buyer's remorse over his latest hefty investment, Fynn meets up with his colleague over at the local café here in Tisse to show off his brand new car.
WARNINGS: Swearing, dirty jokes an probably a ton of geekry. Fynn is own warning btw.
[There's no denying that this car is a bona fide beauty every sense of the word. It's a silver angel in the form of a four wheel drive car with a supped up engine that purrs like a kitten and a breathtaking chrome finish that reflects light like a halo. This is indeed a very beautiful sports car but as of right now, it's a constant reminder of how Fynn completely ruined himself financially for the sake of bragging rights.
Yes, the man is a complete idiot and Fynn is reaping the consequences of his risky purchase. As soon as this idiot drove the car off the dealership lot, Fynn realized how far he has fallen from grace. That's why he made that post earlier in hopes of shaking off the nagging voice of his subconsciousness from his thoughts. Barely having a penny left to his name, Fynn drives up to the front of this local café looking quite dapper despite the mental turmoil.
He's off-duty today dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans, a simple blue shirt with a pair of black boots. While he's not really into the latest fashion or anything, Fynn does look pretty damn cool in a pair of aviator sunglasses that have a slight blue chrome finish. He glances around the front of the shop in search of Sakakura before heading back towards the car to turn the engine off. Fynn is already getting a few looks thanks to his fancy sports car. While he doesn't mind if the ladies check out his ride, he's a little on edge when some street punks start grilling him hard.]
Problem, gentlemen? [The snippy officer says as he flashes his badge to scare the bastards off.] Yeah, that's what I thought.
Damn roaches!
[He rakes his hand through his untamed brown mane with an annoyed huff. Today just began and he's already over it for the most part. Fynn feels like he needs a damn vacation.]
