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<~>.:ten minutes later:. Anyone lose a small child?<~>

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He could be no more irritated with himself for what happened last night. Not that Keno had completely brushed him off, not even the fact that he had acted much like a child after it happened. The worst thing to have happened last night was that he actually fell asleep in his fit of rage. Chances were it happened frequently, but as last night was one of those evenings he was cornered in a place by people he didn't want to associate with, not to mention the fact that he actually was pretty tired and talking to Keno was downright exhausting, he felt like crawling out of his skin when he emerged from a mountain of pillows.

Getting out in the morning wasn't all that difficult though he noticed and he had more than enough time to get back home and clean up before work, which was pretty uneventful today as all he really had to do was keep someone else's tools in order as they worked on some car engine. He knew very little about cars he hadn't read about and the only cars he had read about hadn't yet been assembled so he was at a complete loss without a manual.

Sighing, he twisted the knob of the Orion and pushed it open slowly, just wide enough for him to slip through.

"Figures he'd have the same behavior too." Of course he was still pretty riled up as well, but that was to be expected. Having actually showered before coming to the Orion, the ivory young warrior was dressed in a pair of smooth khaki slacks and a silk button down shirt with the cuffs and top two buttons undone. The leather belt with the silver buckle evened out the waistline as the dress shoes that wrapped about his feet made his foot steps feel as light as air.

"Looks like I'm all alone."

But the boy wouldn't be alone for long, as the elevator hummed to life, carrying a single passenger down to the main floor. The doors opened with a soft his, and a pair of light sandles landed on the hardwood floors. Only a few inches below the knee started the hem of a dress, light green in color and buttoned down from top to bottom. Around the girls waist sat a black belt, holding the fabric to her feminine frame. With locket around her neck, and gold ring around the middle finger of her left hand, Jade would surely catch attention.

The girl was rarely seen in anything but jeans and tanktops, and only then if Kirra decided she wanted to wear a more 'revealing' outfit. Even Kirra's style though was nothing like this, a simple green dress.

Her black hair was spiked up as usual, considering how short it was. The girls green eyes looked about the main room, and saw only one other person there. She didn't recognize him, but his scent was odd. It was familiar, but not. She leaned slightly forward in curiosity.

"Hello there...."

His left ear twitched when the elevator came to life, and the young boy looked off to the center of the room where the large shaft stood. Opening of its own accord, the elevator released a woman he did not recognize at all; which only made sense of course seeing as he didn't really know anyone in this time anyway. Something about her was a bit familiar though, but she was definitely not someone he recognized even a little bit.

She certainly dressed...well. Very attractive figure she had, although he would have much preferred her hair longer. That was his thing though and clearly not hers. He wouldn't hold it against her in the least bit, and so smiling at her gently he strode over slowly to return her greeting.

"Hello miss...uh...I'm Kenta." He couldn't think of anything else to say seeing as he had no idea who she is, what she might want, and where she may want to go dressed for a night on the town. Not wanting to possibly occupy her he kept it short, and despite his kindness, he did not extend his arm to shake her hand. It wasn't his thing to shake women's hands like they were men anyway. Seemed rude somehow.

((Makes sense for the most part. She wouldn't be noticed as quickly as she is in the lounge area. Her standing energy signature isn't all that daunting either))

Yenek appeared in his typical flashy fashion. More lazy then a show off, Yenek turned on his favorite stool to face away from the bar, he sat in silence.