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[tinyseven]

Thanalan was a dangerous place to be; there were bandits that roamed the deserts, and the sand storms were always a hassle to navigate through if you couldn't find a place to hanker down in.

For Nanatsu, being in Thanalan just meant that it was much easier for people to recognize her as both herself and as the Warrior of Light. She hated going out to run errands to any of the desert towns and usually she sent one of the others in her stead... sadly this wasn't the case for this particular run. The merchant that had a particular item she was looking for refused to meet with anyone else. It had to be her, or no deal.

So, here she was, standing in front of a dilapitated building that almost looked ready to fall apart.... and yet the inside of the building seemed so lively with drunkards and bandits and wayward soldiers. Taking a deep breath, Nanatsu pulled the hood of her cloak farther forward to obscure her face and moved to enter the bulding. The moment she slid the door open, there was a momentary hush to regard her as the newcomer. The silence didn't last long and she was relieved when the patrons deemed her unimportant to focus on, all but one that was sitting closer to the middle of the room with a package near his feet.

That's the direction she moves towards, and once the merchant confirms who the lalafell really is, motions for her to sit down to conduct their business.

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[tinyseven]

"Oh, certainly not." She answers, watching the familiar scenery pass them by, sending wave after wave of memories of her childhood flooding into her mind. She makes no note of all the nostalgia she's experiencing and instead finally brings them up over to a tree and tugs on her black chcocobo to stop him from moving.

Nanatsu places a gentle hand on the neck of the chocobo, soothing sounds leaving her lips before she shifts to slide off the saddle with rather practiced ease. She secures the chocobo to the trunk of the tree and before she leaves him to his own devices, feeds him a snack.

He kweh's happily and that's all Nanatsu needs as she shuffles over towards the edge of the cliff and sits herself down, allowing her legs to dangle off the sides to and fro, "So!" She begins, reaching up to slowly pull back her hood, completely freeing her now black and red hair shuffled up in a neat ponytail. A far cry from the purple her short hair used to be, "Catching up right?"