I conduct business! (World Leader!)

[Gilgamesh]

Ah, the Radiant Garden! What a wonderful place!

But, the Wandering Legend made note of something. The craftsmen here... Blacksmiths, Armorers, the whole lot... ...None of them were worth a damn! Overcharging for inferior goods! Such a travesty. He thought to himself about Cocoon. How his company had provided only the best gear, for only the best professionals. He thought he'd ask around, then, about what it took to start a business in this place. He'd been quite quickly directed to the usual offices. Zoning, Building Inspection, Finances, the whole lot. But, then, he was told he'd have to meet the local Lord. Someone by the name of Genesis. His mind being what it is, the dulcet tones of Phil Collins ringing in his mind, he'd scheduled a meeting, of his own kind, with the keeper of this world.

He'd found a lovely little restaurant in the Baileys, perfect for his needs. 

As such, it was rented out for the afternoon, without a second thought. The whole place.

Gilgamesh, himself, sat at a square table dead-center in the establishment. The table was laid out with sushi of all kinds, a bottle of sake, and two empty cups, placed in the middle. He waited for his companion to arrive before getting into the meal, proper, but, he was still satisfying his appetite. A tall glass of cool green tea rested easily in one hand, his free hand reaching down to grab a few edamame from the bowl directly in front of him. He'd dressed well for the occasion, as well. A simple red kimono, and gray hakama, with a red haori over it. His skin free of the normal kabuki-like paint he would wear about, revealing its muddy-gray color. Black hair done up in a traditional topknot.

He aimed to impress. And so he sat. And so, he waited.

Seems a little strange, the Lord wanting to speak with every local businessman. Almost like they want something from the little guy. Gilgamesh thought to himself. He sipped, loudly, at his tea.


"This tea is amazing."