Nine Years Apart: Friendship in the Making

Asher Segenam is a peculiar man. An oddity, so to speak. Upon his arrival to the guild, he was quick to not make many friends as he brazenly entered the Koma Inu grounds and sat himself down by their private pool despite not being an initiated member yet. His seemingly disrespectful attitude towards those of superior rank and authority only served to further distance him from the rest of the guild and his comrades. Not that he cared too much about that. He prefered the solitude. He liked being left to his own affairs and endeavours, and this wonderful day had provided him with just that opportunity. Most of his comrades had taken themselves on some apparently very well paying missions, leaving the guild hall mostly empty at this point, just a few stragglers here and there. The plump little man made his way towards the foyer room with the aim to get some peace and quiet. He slumped down on one of the couches, letting his frame sink into the plush pillows. I could get used to this...But I probably shouldn't. he thought. Asher took a bit of time to just lean back and try to figure out what to do next to pass the time, the thought of sleeping coming up more often than not. "What to do on this lovely morning..." He muttered out loud.