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[dis_armed]

It's hard to tell anything much about the extremely inconspicuous and not at all sinister person who just walked into the bar, given the large and voluminous hooded cloak that covers essentially every distinguishing factor.

Well, there's one thing -- from the way the new arrival starts and goes warily still upon crossing the threshold, it can

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[alorn_bear]

Yeah, confusion's pretty common in the newcomers around here.

Not so much on the face of the blond guy who looks vaguely like a horse kicked him in the nose a few years ago, though. That's new.

The cloaked figure's got Belar's full attention.

[dis_armed]

Ilena's cloaking her abilities hard -- she always is -- but she lets herself go, just a little, to try and sense what's around her. Other Claymores mean danger. Yoma mean danger, too, although a different kind.

The man who's watching her, though --

Ilena turns around to face him, her stance shifting subtly to make it easier to reach for her weapon, if she has to.

She doesn't know what that is. It's more powerful than anything she's ever encountered, but it doesn't feel like a yoma, not even an Awakened One.

What she does know is that it's clearly interested in her, and running doesn't seem like an option that's likely to turn out well.

[alorn_bear]

Belar clears his throat briefly, doing his best to get his dignity back. "Evening, ma'am," he says. "Or miss."

He could, if he wanted, look straight into the... rather weird figure's heart and see exactly what he was dealing with, understand her intentions and thoughts and everything. His brothers do that all the time. But that, he figures, is rude- and Belar has many failings, but impoliteness is not one of them.

"You look as if you're new here. Allow me to be the first to welcome you to Milliways, the bar at the end of the universe."

[dis_armed]

'Welcome?'

'Welcome' is not a word Ilena is used to hearing, let alone 'end of the universe.'

"I am . . . new," she says, cautiously; her low voice sounds a little rusty, as if from disuse. She doesn't lower her hood, not yet. As far as she knows, she's still passing for human.

"I am not clear on how I arrived here."

More information would be appreciated.

[cantdiequiteyet]

Ilena finds herself in a building that houses a tavern.

Somewhere outside the building, in a direction not quite the one in which she entered, a decent distance from the tavern itself, there is a warrior from the Organization.

A single-digit warrior, at that.

Teresa is not bothering to hide who she is - why would she? She can't detect any auras, and if she can't detect anything, that means there's nothing to detect.

Right?

[dis_armed]

Ilena's scanning abilities aren't as strong as they would be, were she not keeping her powers so cloaked --

-- but an aura like that would burn bright as a flame from miles away.

It can't be, she thinks, and stares fiercely out into the distance, as if her eyes could pierce through walls. (They can't.)

It is not possible.

And she cannot be wrong.