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[rubesinnerdemon]

Ciara is lounging in the courtyard of the Main Gauche, playing her guitar. She's not at all concerned about the plague, except in that it might lessen the number of human victims she could hunt. But other than that, she's mostly acting like it's not happening

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[ariatheangel]

Aria is finally out of the middle ages...

Which is to say she’s finally got beyond the stomping around phase and has instead entered the sitting around and pouting a lot phase.

So far it’s worked fairly well.

She still hasn’t stopped stomping though; the stomping gene is still alive... This is being steadily proven as she stomps over to Eloi and tries to smile; it turns out a little odd because she still doesn’t have much practice smiling.

Oh the woes of a incredibly obsessed Vengeance angel.

At least she’s trying to be sociable, which is why she is here “do you mind if I sit down?”

[paranoideloi]

Eloi starts and glances up at her. "Sure," he says, taking another sip of tea.

[ariatheangel]

Aria raises a eyebrow but sits anyway, folding herself neatly into a seat.

She will not say it, she will not, she will... "Are you Okay?"

Aria really hates the voice that sounds exactly like her mother at times.

[paranoideloi]

Eloi bites his lip. "Not... not really, no. My connection with my ward is gone. I have no idea why. It's very nerve-wracking."

[comeladydeath]

Anya hasn't left the Main Gauche, partially because she's not too sure about this city, partially because Malek stocked their apartment with everything they really need to get by. It's a nice place, a bit like one of the demon-barons' complexes in Guam, but the feel of landlocked Cicero is totally different.

She's wandering the courtyard when she sees Ciara, and steals up to listen to the music. She waits until it sounds like the break between songs before smiling shyly, and saying "That was really pretty."

[rubesinnerdemon]

Ciara grins at Anya. "Thanks! Been playing since I was a teenager. Do you play music at all?"

And since is the Main Gauche, she assumes everyone here is either a demon, a supernatural human who prefers working with demons, or a Rift wanderer who's been informed about their kind. "I'm Ciara Emrys, by the way. I'm a Rakshasa."

[comeladydeath]

Anya shakes her head. "Mm-mh. I sing, a bit... to myself." She's never really had time to do much, what with the life she leads. "A few of the other girls I used to live with, and I - we sang together. But it was nothing formal. I'm Añaña Naputi, but Malek - most people call me Anya." She extends a hand, somewhat shyly. "Afreet."

[rubesinnerdemon]

"Anya. Lovely name," Ciara says, smiling and taking her hand and shaking it gently. "Pleasure to meet you. What brings you to Chicago?"