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Aria was stunned. Sure, she ventured into the center of town, but she never flirted with anyone. Her uncle would have imprisoned her for such a trespass. "Your sister is brave to do such a thing. I don't know about where you're from, but in the town where I live..." she sighed, correcting herself, "lived the men could be utter brutes. It is highly frowned on for someone like myself to flirt anyway. I only ventured to town to go shopping."

She took a moment to study Nyssa a bit closer. She seemed like a responsible woman and Aria liked that about her. "Did you ever venture into town like your sister?"

((I never knew Aria was this much of a chatterbox! Though, it does make sense in some scenes in the story... ^_^ ))

"I wish I had a sibling. Perhaps that would take some of the pressure from uncle off of me." Aria shook her head, trying to banish the lonely feeling she always got when thinking about her childhood. "Do you ever do anything just for you? Like buying a trinket or, what did you call it, a cocktail?"

"Whenever my uncle wanted me out of the house, he would send me shopping. I have more garments and trinkets than I know what to do with. It would have been nice to have a sibling to spend time with. Being an only child has a way of driving one mad. My parents were killed not long after I was born and my uncle never had a wife, never mind children." She looked down at her dress, idly wondering if one of the slave women might have a trick to remove the dirt from the fabric.

"It was during one of my jaunts into town when my uncle arranged my betrothal to a man I've never met. While I like the trinkets, I would have much preferred being there to meet my future husband."

(Don't know if anyone is in here, but I'm going to go ahead and post.)

Smoothly and gracefully the door swung open, followed by a less then graceful shuffle as two people backed in. Red laced, cork heeled sandels and black scuffed work boots. Naked, smooth creamy legs, thick kacki pants. Tan.

Cut off jean miniskirt, skin tight bordering jade green tank top, obnoxiously red lip stick, shades and a hair concealing shawl, pink. Thick leather belt, complete with holster, gun, and a knife, armored vest, shocked, nay very shocked expression on a beefy man some where in the prime of life. Strained neck muscles, clenched teeth, perfect rugged, not shaven, not quite beard five o-clock shadow, and movie hunk hair, short but not buzz cut.

Small knowing smile, showing the tiniest hint of pearly teeth behind those kissable crimson stained lips, a slight change of grasp, twist, snap and down he goes. Limp as a dummy. One careful hoppish step back and she was clear. "Too easy." Breathed just loud enough to be audible before a frown, slight tilt of the head before a quick scan of the room, slowly bringing her to turn around.

"Oh." pursing her lips, her shades being slid down her nose to have a look at the room taking in the lack of chaos, lack of looting, and most importantly the not so lacking presence of people. Letting out a nervous laugh the woman pulls her shades off holding them to the side, her wrist at an angle so the frames sticks up in the air. "My...I didn't mean to crash your party, and this is defiantly not where I parked my car!"

This was going good, the girl was too busy looking at her then the body. Maybe just may- nope. "Shucks." She sighed shaking her head as the girl looked down at the man before she quickly schooled her face into a sheepish smile tucking her heels together pressing her stained lips together. "Woopsie?" She asked letting out another nervous laugh.

She eyed the others tisking slightly. "Boy, looting sure wasn't kind to you two." She noted motioning to everyone else but Maggie, beore she turned to look at her. "Though looks like you got out pretty good. Wish I could get my hands on something a little bit more comfey." She smiled warmly, reaching up to tug her shawl down off her hair, the more orange then red locks all messy and sticking every which way because of the static created by the course cloth.

"I do hope he wasn't a friend of yours?" She said poking her toe at the man on the floor. Take it in stride, be cool and collected. And prey these women were harmless.

Aria tried not to stare at the woman's orange hair or the clumsy nature of the man. So long as neither intended her any harm, she could over look their behavior. Still, this cafe was getting stranger by the moment. She certainly wasn't in Terra anymore.

"Hello," she nodded a greeting to both newcomers.

Larue Tai had seen this tavern appear before, but he had never explored it for very long. Sitting between dimensions was never his idea of fun. This time, though, he was looking for a short vacation away from the palace. Why not an interdimensional cafe?

His shoulder-lengh, pale gold hair was swept in a tail at the base of his neck, so that the tips of his pointed ears were visible. He wore simple, nondescript clothes, of a black tunic and pants. Inside the cafe, he glanced around with his keen green eyes, then stepped around the corpse of a man, looking down at it in distaste.

"Seem like an exciting day," he muttered softly under his breath.