Tunnels flashed by in a blur, the huntress not stopping to look at anything around her now that her destination was clear to her. She knew where she was going and she was going there in a hurry. Such a fast pace was hazardous in an enclosed space like the Inner Warrens, even more so because there were plenty of people in them. She wove in between them, bumping her shoulders into some as she darted around them. People stared as she flew past but Azira didn't even notice. They didn't matter to her, none of them so why should she pay any attention to them. She didn't scan their faces to see if any of them were Cedrin, hoping to remain unseen herself if he was in the tunnels that she passed through. If she was just a fast moving body with short hair he might not be able to pick her out in the sea of reds.
It wasn't long before she reached the club itself and found a few people dawdling outside its entrance, waiting for others to pass through. It was fairly quiet but then it was still early. She'd had had dinner before most people had and how long she'd been in that tunnel before Khara came along was a mystery. Enough time had elapsed for the club to attract its first revellers of the night and enough of them that there was a bit of a queue as people waited for others to pass in. The huntress had no idea what time it was but she didn't care either. There were people in there and she could hide among them. That was more than enough for her.
As the teen waited for the small crowd to pass through her eyes moved to the tunnels leading to the Inclement Weather. She was searching for the man that she so dreaded coming across, paranoid that he would have found and followed her. Someone had followed her though, someone coming down the section of tunnel that she'd just come from herself. The Chiet had followed her here. Why had she done that? Did she think that Azira was going here for a bit of fun and decided to tag along? No, she'd seemed worried, concerned even when she'd found her in the state of meltdown that she'd been in. Maybe the girl cared. It'd be nice to have someone who cared, someone who was willing to understand the situation. Not that she had any intention of spilling her past to the game scout.
Eyes fixed on the girl she remained standing outside the club even when she had the opportunity to enter, waiting. When the other reached her side the huntress regarded her with wide eyes. "Why are you here?" she asked softly, gaze quickly scanning the scout's face for some sort of explanation. "You don't need to be here. You can go off and do what you like, can't you? You don't have to be afraid of anybody." The scout was left behind as the Avora passed into the club, moving towards the bar before she knew what she was doing. Halfway there she froze, wondering what had gotten into her. Drinking was bad, really bad so why was she planning on doing it? It made her feel good for awhile. Feeling good would be nice and she could drink a little and still be alert enough to look out for the Endal if he should make an appearance.
The passage to the bar continued, the girl deliberating for a moment as she tried to determine what to drink. Not cocktails, especially not Ivak's Fire. Something simple that she'd had in the past. "Can I get a bottle of wine and..." She paused, eyes drifting to the entrance. She doubted that Khara was going anywhere. It was just a feeling that she had. "Could I have two glasses?" The bottle and two glass vessels were placed promptly in front of her and Azira collected them, holding the glasses carefully so that she wouldn't risk dropping them. The club was scanned as she searched for a place to sit. There was still plenty of space, the club hadn't filled up yet but she had trouble deciding. Her eyes finally settled on a table far from the door and as quiet an area as she was likely to get and headed straight for it.
It wasn't long before she reached the club itself and found a few people dawdling outside its entrance, waiting for others to pass through. It was fairly quiet but then it was still early. She'd had had dinner before most people had and how long she'd been in that tunnel before Khara came along was a mystery. Enough time had elapsed for the club to attract its first revellers of the night and enough of them that there was a bit of a queue as people waited for others to pass in. The huntress had no idea what time it was but she didn't care either. There were people in there and she could hide among them. That was more than enough for her.
As the teen waited for the small crowd to pass through her eyes moved to the tunnels leading to the Inclement Weather. She was searching for the man that she so dreaded coming across, paranoid that he would have found and followed her. Someone had followed her though, someone coming down the section of tunnel that she'd just come from herself. The Chiet had followed her here. Why had she done that? Did she think that Azira was going here for a bit of fun and decided to tag along? No, she'd seemed worried, concerned even when she'd found her in the state of meltdown that she'd been in. Maybe the girl cared. It'd be nice to have someone who cared, someone who was willing to understand the situation. Not that she had any intention of spilling her past to the game scout.
Eyes fixed on the girl she remained standing outside the club even when she had the opportunity to enter, waiting. When the other reached her side the huntress regarded her with wide eyes. "Why are you here?" she asked softly, gaze quickly scanning the scout's face for some sort of explanation. "You don't need to be here. You can go off and do what you like, can't you? You don't have to be afraid of anybody." The scout was left behind as the Avora passed into the club, moving towards the bar before she knew what she was doing. Halfway there she froze, wondering what had gotten into her. Drinking was bad, really bad so why was she planning on doing it? It made her feel good for awhile. Feeling good would be nice and she could drink a little and still be alert enough to look out for the Endal if he should make an appearance.
The passage to the bar continued, the girl deliberating for a moment as she tried to determine what to drink. Not cocktails, especially not Ivak's Fire. Something simple that she'd had in the past. "Can I get a bottle of wine and..." She paused, eyes drifting to the entrance. She doubted that Khara was going anywhere. It was just a feeling that she had. "Could I have two glasses?" The bottle and two glass vessels were placed promptly in front of her and Azira collected them, holding the glasses carefully so that she wouldn't risk dropping them. The club was scanned as she searched for a place to sit. There was still plenty of space, the club hadn't filled up yet but she had trouble deciding. Her eyes finally settled on a table far from the door and as quiet an area as she was likely to get and headed straight for it.
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