The bar and the travelers [Lance-Lilim]

I never usually passed through Talonia, as I preferred to stay at my house rather than go to a place where there had to be some interaction with people I didn't like. However, I felt like walking for a while, and so I found myself moving along the dirt paved streets on my way to a city I'd never been. I walked alongside the road, watching people as they went along their own business, men and women alike; However, I'd kept along the side of the road, just watching as the people went by, without a care in the world. It didn't take me that long, walking to the bar recommended to me by a passing stranger as I walked, the Soul Bar. The sign was a bit gaudy, as exterior of the building, but the interior changed that impression for me. The interior was dark, lit by neon blue undertone lights that lined the bar, and some of the booths. I situated myself in a booth in the corner while ordering a Meister chased with creme. I waited for a few minutes, taking out my hand mirror, binding the wild platinum blonde locks on my head with a pony. It had been a few minutes, but I was finally given my drink, to which I began drinking, the sickly sweet bitterness only matched by the secondary sound of slur... ping... I turned over to see a white haired male, drinking off some dark liquid. I felt my cheeks flush for a moment, downing the rest of my drink in a quick throwback of my head, saying in an embarrassed tone: "Oh, sorry. Didn't see you in this light. Name's Lilim; let me just get out of your hair." Before I started to stand, grabbing my messenger bag lightly and pulling it over my shoulder.

Huh. What a weird boy. I sat back down with a single look to the snow-white hair and gaunt face of the boy, eyes glistening with inebriation. I set my bag aside again, and picked up a water off of a passing person's tray, much to their aggravation. They turned to look at me and take back their water, and I let loose a torrent of my aura, which burned with magnificent heat. They backed off, and with a flick of my wrist, threw back my hair back from my face again. I looked back at him, sipped the now lukewarm water, then said quietly: "Sorry about that. My name is Isabella to you. Nice to meet you." Though I was still honestly confused as to why he was asking me why he would ask someone to drink with him. I smiled a radiant smile, and seeded my aura again, though the one from my new lineage rather than one of heat, saying lightly: "Well, I don't know, stranger. Why does the lonely guy in a bar ask someone to drink with him? He seems rather interesting, his demeanor and stark features would surely give him away to anyone who isn't as oblivious as I am."