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The sniper turned to the ranger, fork hanging from her mouth then to the blue-haired girl and back to Tristai. Finally, she ate the last few bites of her cake, leaving the strawberry for last. "I-I don't mind" she turned to the ranger once more, wondering if there was anything wrong, Tristai only shrugged so guess that was an 'ok'?

Elly looked up and extended her hand for a return shake. "I'm..E-Elly...and you?" be polite to learn names after all, assuming the two of them were completly new. Even though Elhaym had been in Learania for quite some time, the only part she knew were the area around her apartment and Tristai's.

Ganon brightened considerably at Blossom's sudden arrival, and his tail began to wag. "Hey, hon! Glad to see you, can you take care of this guy's order?" He tossed the pad back onto the bar and stretched. "I'm gonna warm up my fingers and get ready for my first set." He was solo barding a lot this winter, telling tales of adventures and playing songs everyone loved to hear. "Think I might tell the story of Yuki-onna later, if we've got the right crowd for it." He climbed onto his little stage and picked up his guitar, then carefully began to tune it.


"Right," said the cook outside as brightly as he could manage in the cold, "Black coffee, coming up! That's six coppers, by the way," he said as he rapped on the little window to the kitchen. "Black coffee!" he called, and a moment later the window opened up and a cup of piping-hot liquid slid out, steaming in the frozen morning air. "Careful not to burn yourself," he said softly, taking it in one gloved hand and extending the other for Tristai's money as he passed her the cup.

Sunil heard the door open. Since his back wasn't to the door, he could see a Beorc woman walk in...in a mini skirt of sorts. Seems like she was an employee of some sort, for the lizard man was talking to her.

She was now in charge of his order, and was asking about what kinds of cakes he wanted.

"Um...I'll take whatever is available. But if you happen to be a good cook, I might want to try one of your cakes later." the blue cat said, looking at the Beorc woman with one blue eye, one green eye.

...Yes, he had Heterochromia.

She dropped the coins into the man's outstretched hand, snatching up the steaming liquid in return. She murmured a "Thank you," and blew on the surface of her coffee before taking a sip. Tristai couldn't have cared less about the blue haired woman that was attempting to socialize, and it showed. She gave Elly a look that said as much, but she patiently drank her coffee and didn't seem to care either way.

"What's the difference between these mustards?" Rajin questioned the seller as he held up a bottle of mustard in his hand. He was in the marketplace, doing the grocery shopping for the Duke's Head. When winter came, Rajin had asked Helen if he could stay at her place for the winter while he was waiting for the auditor. The owner of Duke's Head agreed with under one condition: that he had to work part-time in her tavern. That meant working with old man Tibarn, which Rajin was quite annoyed that the Hawk King wanted his career to be a secret.

The tiger had no idea what was Tibarn's problem of trying to keep a low profile while working in the Duke's Head. However, it sometimes ruffled his fur that led to bicker arguments, followed with Helen's stinking broom. So here he was, doing errand for the Duke's Head (and to get away from the chef.)

The air was bitter cold despite that there was no wind. It was a good thing that beast tribe could grown winter coats to keep themselves warm during the cold season. However, in their other forms, it was quite cold. With a scarf warpped around his neck and a black cape to hide himself from golookers, he was halfway done with the grocery. Paying the seller five golds for a bottle of mustard (He didn't check what type it was nor care if Tibarn would be upset), Rajin picked up the grocery bags and continued down the path.

It was the same as always. Beorc were busy with their everyday lives. How boring was that. If only there was some sort of excitement around, like yesterday.

Rajin let out a chuckle and a smirk as he remembered yesterday. He had to admit he had fun at the party, even if the room was mostly full of beorc. However, that was because there was a cat laguz that he associated. He didn't get her name though, but at least they had fun dancing and having conversation (mostly about how terrible the party was organized for beorc and less for laguz). And even though he didn't get a chance to meet with the other cat laguz, it didn't change the fact that he and the other had fun.

"Hmm? I wonder what she's doing right now." Rajin thought for a moment before looking down at the list. His smile quickly changed to a frown when he saw what's the next item was. "What the hell is different between a white pepper and smoked black pepper?"

Damn that old man..... Rajin thought bitterly as he headed off to the next vendor.

( Too lazy to switch)

Elly poked around on her plate, rolling the strawberry around in a circle before she stabbed it, popping it in her mouth. Oo juicy, just how she liked it. It was sweet too, unlike normal sour strawberries other chefs used. She liked it.

The fork hung at the edge of her lips when a question was thrown at her. She chewed and swallowed before answering "Pretty..good, Besides the cold..." the two were simply window shopping for now anyways....or at least....Elhaym was..Tristai was simply dragged into this mess. She stared at the last piece of strawberry and immediatly wolfed it down, not allowing it to sit there any longer then it was, straining juices. Somehow she wanted another one, but the money she brought with her, including her savings she took with her when she left Magvel, were very limited.

She still very much wanted that teddy bear, but goddess knows how much that was. First thing was first though, thank Tristai for everything she's done for the poor girl since her arrival in Learania. Elly probably wouldn't have made it out on her own anyhow. The sniper snapped back into reality, turning her attention back to the pegasus knight. "H-how about yourself..?"

Maybe it was the cold. Maybe it was the snow. Maybe it was the fact that it was a brand new year. Whatever the reason, Valter was sure of one thing: there was absolutely nothing that he felt like doing. He wasn't a huge fan of inactivity, however, so he forced himself to get out of bed and find something to keep himself occupied.

Normally he would've set out with all of his armor on, but at these temperatures, the metal might frost up. So he left the armor in a bag hanging from Kain's saddle, in case he wound up needing it. He didn't get where he was now by being careless. He did, however, take his lance with him. In the unlikely event of an attack, he didn't want to be completely helpless.

Donning the warmest clothes he owned, Valter set out towards town. The shops were all open, and just about everything was cheap. Maybe he could find something warmer than the old, hole-ridden cloak he was wearing at the moment.

((Incredibly lame 3:00 a.m. post))

Ganon looked up sharply at the new arrival, plucking a few notes and strumming a couple of chords to accent the wolf laguz' appearance, smooth chords with underlying, sinister minor tones. "Alcohol?" he asked after a moment. "It's ten in the morning, I don't even know if our bartender would be coherent yet." He shook his head slowly, and started into something nice and easy; his fingers were still sore after The Fox and three encores last night.


The cook at the counter looked up and smiled at Farina. "Of course! Any flavor in particular you'd like, or do you want a strawberry one? And you want sugar with the tea, or plain?" He already had a notepad out, something he could fiddle with to steal a few extra seconds of warmth when he stepped into the kitchen. Ah, glorious, glorious warmth! When his shift was over, he was going to go and take a hot bath under a blanket in front of a fire.