NEW MERIDIAN
New Meridian, the glitzy, glamorous, fancy city. A hub of night-life, shimmer and shine, where nightclubs, jazz clubs and other establishments benefit from the large crowd of nightgoers. But hidden beneath it was the fact that New Meridian also hid a life of crime, psychosis and fighting, meaning sometimes the glitter and glamour of it all does a very good job in hiding that fact.
Controlled by the strongest and richest family, the Medicis, things can get rowdy from time-to-time or even violent. But that's just how New Meridians take it, a mix of humans and non-humans. Some were shunned, others were glorified. But the order was being maintained by the Black Egrets, an elite force headed by Princess Parasoul, and chaos was being implemented by some unsavory groups.
Enter you, a random nobody who decided to move into New Meridian after hearing some...promises of the experience of a lifetime and so, you decided to leave your old hometown and found yourself with a rented nice apartment in a normal district and tons of dreams to at least make true. So you decided to explore the entirety of it during the nightlife period.
The first place you decided to visit was the 'Mangy Manticore' lounge. Sure it wasn't a bar nor a club, but it was a lounge for that ever-so-cozy ambience. You weren't exactly a stickler for the energy and raucous shenanigans actually and just wanted an excuse to get away from it all.
You were busy having a sip of the comfy latte you had when this guy entered, looking casually smart and perhaps a bit tense judging from his movements. You instantly knew from his tails and odd eye color that he was a parasite, something that was very common amongst the New Meridian demographic.
Krieg sighed after a long day in the Black Egrets. Same old, same new, except with the increase of the Skullgirls' influence spreading all over.
He sat down on a chair opposite to the cute one, not even noticing because he was tired. He got himself an espresso from the nearby coffee maker, and had a slow sip when he did notice ever-so-lovely you sitting on the opposite, staring at him a bit. He blushed because he wasn't really good with receiving attention for his...looks but when you looked away, he calmed himself before speaking as he looks by the window of the lounge.
"For what the city is worth, there isn't exactly something to talk about much. But here, you can feel the worries fade away and just let yourself sink into the comfort of the couches, coffee, books..."
Krieg then looked at you with a genuine soft smile, perhaps enamored by the fact that you were a pretty new face.
"I'm sorry, but I don't believe I've seen you around before. You must be new."
Krieg sat up straight on the bean bag chair he was sitting on, perhaps acknowledging the fact that you too appreciate the comfy-ness in the confines of the lounge he cherishes after a long hard day of work.
"My name is Krieg, charmed to meet you for the first time."