Cormac & Siana | Early Evening (I'm so sorry.)
If there was ever a day Cormac could find it in his heart to ignore the vast amount of stupidity surrounding him, it had to be Kerwonian Bierfest. It was the day he could go out and not actually have to buy himself a drink, because he'd always run into someone who'd want to buy one for him. It was one of the perks of being a white mage.
Who was he to turn down their generosity? It was usually some really good beer, not that it was his usual drink.
He was stumbling out of one of the pubs he couldn't recall the name of, out onto the street, waving clumsily at the patron who had just gave him a beer. That's when he spotted her not but a few paces away. Her back was turned to him, but he'd know that figure anywhere. This was mostly due to the fact that it wasn't a figure, he felt, one would soon forget. He could see the hard line of her disapproving frown in his mind even as he approached her.
"Siana Banes!" He went to clap her shoulder, but pulled his hand short. Knowing her, he'd probably end up on his back. He really didn't want to struggle with getting off of it. Once her attention was garnered, he smiled. "You need to let me buy you one of these beers."