[The first thing Hiro will notice is that it's raining.
Heavily, at that. Luckily, there's shelter nearby - a building well-lit by candles and lanterns near the entrance, their flames just barely shielded from the water. It's pretty noisy in there - the sound of music, voices, and laughter rings out easily from the open door.
...
Also the sound of fighting comes from there, too. And the sound of glasses and bottles? It's a crowded tavern, but luckily, there doesn't seem to be a drinking age. Hiro will find it quite easy to sneak in behind a well-dressed young woman who looks kind of out of place in the bar, and once inside...
He'll just see a normal bar. Oh, and a face he might recognize, dancing in an outfit that would surely have her father turning in his grave if he could see that. Uh, don't mind that.
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Heavily, at that. Luckily, there's shelter nearby - a building well-lit by candles and lanterns near the entrance, their flames just barely shielded from the water. It's pretty noisy in there - the sound of music, voices, and laughter rings out easily from the open door.
...
Also the sound of fighting comes from there, too. And the sound of glasses and bottles? It's a crowded tavern, but luckily, there doesn't seem to be a drinking age. Hiro will find it quite easy to sneak in behind a well-dressed young woman who looks kind of out of place in the bar, and once inside...
He'll just see a normal bar. Oh, and a face he might recognize, dancing in an outfit that would surely have her father turning in his grave if he could see that. Uh, don't mind that.
Welcome to the Water Tribe, Hiro.]