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Roy noted the silence from Mel and said nothing more. Rather, there was nothing more to say. All he could do was wait for his order to come. He rocked back and forth in his chair pleasantly, humming a little of Stand By Me to pass the time. More people had shown up now, that was good. More people to enjoy the great delicacy of cake.

Hm...? Was that Sue? Yes it was. She was having cake. He grinned over at her, knowing that the nomad could see him from where she was sitting. It seemed like she was with Ziaram. The young lord had heard about the scuffle he was caught in during the party last night, with the kidnapper. It seemed like he was doing alright, if he could be out here the next morning grabbing a delicious bakery good with a drink.

His thoughts were then severed when he heard a familiar voice speak to his table. Roy snapped back to reality and looked up. He blushed slightly. "Mother?" he asked in surprise. He wasn't expecting to see his Mother here of all places, not after Amara had been kidnapped last night. He then nodded before he reached behind him to pull up a chair. They would probably need to add another table too. Once the table and chair added, and seats were adjusted to make room, Roy patted the empty chair next to him. "Sit here Mother." he said softly with a smile.

Great...looking over, Ziaram could tell there was a fool amongst them, and yet...as much as he did NOT want to go over there, he felt as if he would not have much of a choice, since he heard about the party. "Great...just what I needed..." Muttering under his breath, as he walked over there, then smacked Jaren upside the head lightly. "So, we now have a town fool? Well that is good...a fool needs to know what goes on around here. What happened there...well here it is short. Party going on, fun, then an intruder came in, took me hostage for sometime, then after others went to arms to save me, she cut my shoulder, healed now, and fled off...taking a girl hostage. Happy?"

"Oh! So your the fool who got himself captured! Think before you call someone a fool...fool!" Jaren glared at the stranger who walked up.. hey wait a minute... this guy looked alot like the guy Derrin discribed as one of the two who helped him..... "Is your name Ziaram?" Jaren asked smiling again to show all was forgivin (Though if this guy smacked him again hed get a wooden sword so far up his a** hed be spitting splinters for the next month) "Sit down! Have some cake!" His hand shot up through the neck of the costume as he tried tto give Ziaram a piece of badly crushed cake... "Oh... umm never mind." He grabbed his cow mask (Which was a hood that attached to the costume) and reattached it but didnt pull it up over his face.... getting slapped once was enough. He turened his head back to Ziaram and studied him despite his rudeness he still hoped he could be friends with him... Jaren liked friends.

Jaren didn't like being called a fool... he was just really happy.... and had really bad timing... and couldn't follow big words so easily... ok so maybe he was a fool as Derrin kept telling him but a complete stranger calling him names and hitting him.. Jaren didn't like that.

I shall now demonstrate the Law of Sacae…
Tribesmen fighting with all they have for the sake of one another!

And the pair of familiar Lycian blue eyes noticed Sue, just as she had recognized her General within the crowd. What was better was that Ninian off work, but the Hostess club business was going smooth as usual. As a member of FEF, that's what Sue wanted, for order to be kept and for everyone to go on, even in strange and trying times. Why, even when the situation was as dire as last year, that had been the guild's objective.

Smile in good times and bad, even if you want to speak your expressions in words. Her grandfather's words resonated in her mind, and the Nomad Trooper took her plate and cup of tea, politely addressing her Lycian comrade, Roy and his mother. "I'll take a seat here... if you don't mind." she told him. Surprisingly, she was rather cheerful. "After all, it's good to see you, General Roy... Ninian..." She also greeted the newcomers, asking each of their names with as good manners as possible.




Maybe the Dame Knight was right about some of the things she said. It was his duty to continue keeping order, from stopping the bad rumors, quelling possible riots, and maybe actually following the many people who gave him advice to actually calm his nerves once in a while. He was told by his regular barber that he was already showing a few gray hairs. Not good for a man of his age at all.

Leon sighed, but he was contented, not so much down as he was before talking. "Ah, yer right 'bout that... I'm jus'... so useta soldiers only bein' pol'ticin's tools. In m' homeland..." he paused in his speech, to make sure that he wasn't careless enough to tell he was a deserter from another world. "If ya stopped bein' deployed, an' ya were a soldier, it meant they was done with ya."

Now I'm stuck here
But I don't belong here

I wanna be where you are
Maybe I'm not so far from home

I shall now demonstrate the Law of Sacae…
Tribesmen fighting with all they have for the sake of one another!

Sue backed away from the man in the cow suit. What was he still doing in costume, for one thing, and what was he doing touching her hand like that?! This was just an introduction, not a proposal. The nomad cautiously backed away, crossing her arms. "You're... a little bit too forward, I'd say..." she muttered towards Jaren, bluntly. She didn't know much else to tell him, for it was rare that she got this kind of... treatment. Surely, the cavaliers were quite the cat-callers, but none of them ever said a word in her direction.

Should I be flattered, or...?

No, of course not! What a ridiculous thought!

Lyre bustled about, loading up a tray with an assortment of spice cakes, as well as the chocolate cake with a heaping amount of frosting specially requested by Roy, and any other tea cakes she could fit onto it. She held this tray in one hand, and managed to load up another with hot chocolate, tea, and some glasses of water for good measure. It was a precarious balance, but she managed, somehow, moving quickly from the back of the cafe to the table in the front. She slid both trays onto the table, miraculously not losing a drop of anything. She was hoping she'd managed to get everything... It was actually getting busier, but thankfully Aruna was there to tend to customers on the floor as well. In fact the nagini was probably doing more work than Lyre herself was, but she hoped that dealing with one large group equaled out in work to dealing with a number of individual customers...

"K, I think that was everything? Sorry, I got kind of flustered, and I'm not really good at finding things in the kitchen..." She gave an offhanded smile, scratching the back of one of her ears with one hand and then giving a quick curtsy.

"Oh, there are newcomers- give me a wave if you'd like to order some more~"

Great. Jaren had forced himself to join the table, dropping Fa off in one of the chairs. Why couldn't the idiot tell he wasn't exactly the most welcome thing at the cafe? Hell...old cake would have been more welcome than a fool in a cow suit.

And speaking of cake...his Mother, Sue, and Ziaram had just joined the table, and his Mother happened to have cake with her already. He greeted the latter two with a friendly smile and a warm greeting. And...Jaren was now hitting on Sue. What the hell? Who did this guy think he was? Casanova?

"Sorry to burst your bubble Jaren, but you're not Sain, let alone Zelos. Leave the lines to the pick-up artists before you get hurt." he said simply.

He then heard his mother begin to cry and he sighed before he reached for a napkin. He then lifted the small piece of paper up to his Mother's eyes and dabbed lightly at the tears, reassuring the dragon dancer that Amara's whereabouts would definitely be discovered soon, then they could get the girl back. It would take some effort, but he would have definitely calmed her down.

He then blinked in surprise when the waitress came back with the cakes and drinks. He looked at his chocolate cake, smothered in icing. He drooled just a little, before he wiped it away with another napkin. He then glanced up Lyre. "Thank you very much Madam." he told the cat woman before he reached over to where his milk was. He then held the cup in both hands and took a refreshing gulp as Fa dealt a devastating blow to Jaren at the family jewels.

"Ah...great punch Fa. Have you been getting stronger?" he asked the dragon girl.