After several more additional minutes of traveling, Jikan finally reached Baska, well, further into Baska, she was somewhat already near the city by the time the sun began to rise. Walking further in, she began to hear the lively noises of the active town, the booming sounds making Hargeon small and docile in comparison. But now that she was here she had a furthermore important thing to think about. WHERE THE HELL WAS DESTIN!?!? She was in the city where she was told he was sure, but she had no idea of his location. Where could he possibly be Jikan tried to come up with an idea or hint as to the gears within her head back to turn but her thoughts were interrupted with the roar of her stomach, yet again. In her excitement of getting her letter, she failed to eat dinner and had not eaten much during her mash dash of a trip besides small snacks such as berries and nearby hanging fruit. She needed food, now. And in a quick whip of her head searching around, she came upon a suitable-looking place that would most likely have something. Carrying the two bags with her possessions, Jikan entered the building and soon found herself a table. Now....just need a menu.....and water
Wc: 390
Twc: 390
[exit]