Thread: FFX: Lulu's Subquest! (Closed for Baraki)

The dull roar of the blitzball stadium was a welcome sound to the ears of Demitrius Biggs as he exited the giant floating orb of water and let his body adjust to standing on firm ground again. There were only a few people milling about, his teammates done with practice for the day and a few devoted fans who came to watch the practice. His chestnut brown nape-length hair was matted to his head and face, limp from the hours of swimming. Long, tan and toned arms glistened and rippled as he stretched them. All the repetitive motion of swimming had tired him out a fair bit. Demitrius turned and looked back up at the strange aquatic sphere and furrowed his brow. How this mass of water was able to stay afloat in the middle of the air with seemingly no magical aid, how it never got dirty with seemingly no maintenance crew, and how he was able to hold his breath for so long while submerged in it was beyond him. He was a Red Mage, one skilled in both the arts of magic and physical combat. He did fairly well in both, and as such he was gifted with an athletic body and a decent mind. Of course, he was no Spartan Warrior and he was no genius, but he at least knew more than most of the meatheads on his team. He didn't like Blitzball a terrible lot. It was fun to watch, but definitely not something he thought he would be involved in. Still, when he heard how flexible the hours and how good the pay of a spot on the Luca Goers was, he decided it was in his best financial interest. After all, that Tidus boy, the outlandish guardian of Lady Yuna, still had time to play in tournaments while out saving mankind from the world. How Tidus managed this was beyond him, but what he did know was that it was rather easy for him to do his work as both a Red Mage and an athlete. He headed back to the lockers, taking a shower and changing into some suitable casual clothes before heading out into the streets of Luca. His blue eyes, slightly shimmering from his magic power, scanned the streets as he walked. He'd heard a rumor that another from Yuna's pack--a magic user named Lulu--had branched off and was currently staying in Luca. He'd never seen a picture of her but from what he had heard, she was quite a lovely lady and she hadn't exactly looked chaste in her search for...whatever it was that she was looking for. He arrived at his destination, a tavern in the shopping district of Luca. It was called The Golden Chocobo, named after the elusive creature obtained through extensive breeding. It was an old-town folksy name for a rather modernized bar. That way, people could go and enjoy a drink and pretend they're living the old-fashioned life while enjoying all the comforts of contemporary style and technology. Consumer psychology was a tricky business. Demetrius stepped inside and glanced around. One patron immediately caught his eye. She was aloof, yet not quite snobbish. Beautiful and almost dangerous. And if he thought she was almost dangerous from one glance across the room that meant she was most likely rather dangerous. She looked far too...unattainable to be alone at a place like this. Demitrius didn't waste time in calmly striding to where she was sitting and taking a seat next to her. Two more glasses of Cornelia Rouge, if you would, he signaled to one of the people working. Demitrius, he said, flashing a smile. Friendly, but it showed his intent well enough.