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Dark flicked his eyes upward to the sky, delighting in the nature of it all. He drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. A faint smile curled at his lips as his stomach rumbled, signalling the need to eat. With barely a check in his strides, he turned abrubtly and headed through an alleyway which opened into a long street filled with shops. There were the usual commotions created in such areas, but Dark ignored it completely in his all consuming desire to eat. Noticing a baker's shopfront, Dark made his way to it, eyeing up the savoury treats displayed.

A surge of anger arose in Dark as his natural instinct to body contact took control of him, but it was displaced swiftly as he looked at the object of his sudden anger. Calming down, he smiled warmly at the girl "It's okay" Flicking a glance at the window, he looked back at her then back to the window before speaking.

"You hungry?"

Dark nodded curtly. He was not used to dealing with youngsters, but he could manage. Just.

"I am Dark. Well, follow me then"

He said as he pushed against the oaken door and stepped inside. The warmth of the interior hit him fully, and he glowered in the heat. Dressed simply in a robe that was wound tightly around his body, and with two brown belts wrapped around his hips containing pouches, Dark did not stand out. Rather, it was intended to blend in smoothly with the crowd, and attract less attention to himself.

"What would you like?"

Dark placed his hand lightly upon her shoulder, and shook his head. "I will pay for it, Musset" The woman behind the counter looked at him and smiled fondly as she bustled away, kneading dough all the while "Is she your daughter?" Dark smiled faintly in amusement "No, she's not" The woman's eyes widened in surprise, but remembering her manners, the woman introduced herself as Saron.

Saron chuckled and turned her attentions to Musset. "Well dearie, what kind of tart would you like? We have so many kinds! Lemon, raspberry and jam. Oh! And Strawberry"

Dark was ignored, but he was content to take the backseat, and watch them interact. He was not in any particulary hurry. Sure, he was hungry, but he had been through worse then starvation.

Saron nodded, "Back in a sec, dearie" She turned around and went over to an open oven. Bending down slightly, she withdrew a grill filled with tarts and carried them onto a counter. With an expert eye and sense of smell, Saron located a strawberry tart and delicately cupped it in her hands. "It's very hot, be careful" She said as she placed it upon the counter that faced Dark and Musset.

"And what do you want?" She asked of Dark. "A meat pastry, please" Dark replied. "I have one already prepared, but it needs to be heated. Won't be long" Saron bubbled as she once more turned around and went off to fufil Dark's need.

Dark shrugged lightly, mildly embrassed by the thanks. "Not a problem" He replied, smiling at her "Well, what are you doing around here?" He didn't know how long it would take to heat up his pastry, but he might as well strike up conversation to pass the time.

Dark took in the rush of information about foster mothers, Nedy and gifts. She spoke quickly, that it took a few seconds before Dark understood what she had said. He nodded his head in affirmation "I know how to fight, but I wouldn't call myself a fighter" Dark chuckled at her antics "What about you? Are a fighter?" You never know. In this world and age, almost anyone could turn out to be a potiental enemy wielding awesome power. Yeah, he had to cope with that fact, but now Dark was quite relaxed about that.