Disclaimer: I don't own Star Ocean or Cliff. If I offer my sibling's souls can I get one day with him? Please?

Warnings: None.

Notes: Written for the LJ interests challenge, this one was for Albel. Hey, it involves Cliff. Sorta. Mostly just because Albel's my preffered tool to employ in Cliff torture.

Bored
by fairady

Albel paced the streets of Peterny restlessly. They should be going on with their task, but the fools had insisted on stopping in the city. Not to rest, not to restock, oh no, they insisted on stopping just so they could tinker around inventing things! Albel had been thoroughly sick of the whole process within an hour, and had left to find something more interesting. Except there was nothing to hold his interest at all in the damn place. A handful of shops that sold the bare basics, and one woefully inadequate armor store.

The tavern was a welcome sight to see. The other fools could waste their time in the workshops, he intended to get something good from the damned city. Even if the only thing he got was a hangover.