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[Athena Breeann Mathis]

Some people just put clothes on their bodies because it was expected. And some others wear clothes they're comfortable in. And still others are determined to make others remember them by what they were wearing. Athena belongs to that third group. She was determined, now that she was here for herself again, to make people remember her.

Normally she was only here for her family, either her son or her adopted family. Because you know, self absorbed people do that kind of stuff normally. Athena hated fitting into a box and lately here, people had been putting her in boxes. She'd lived in a box with the dragons long ago. Heaven help her she wasn't going to be put back in one ever, even a metaphorical one.

Athena picked up a couple of dresses and put them up against her before putting them back. Eventually she found a silver shiny dress she loved and once she found that, it was only a few minuets before she had two outfits on her arms, tried on and ready for purchase, which was easy all things considered.

With new clothes in hand, Athena walked out of the store and over to an ice cream shop for something sweet. It was cold compared to her home with the fire Dragons, but a warm day for it being this time of year. The yard was full, but Athena managed to find a place to stop and enjoy her sweet. Of coarse though, she'd gotten a white treat and it was only a matter of time before someone went slamming into her in the crowded space.

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[Lidija Ahlgren]

"An Icecream shoppe?"

Lidija stared the cloaked man down for awhile, her gaze unsettling. He was smart to consider a public place, the worm, however she didn't care so much what the public saw. Leaning closer to him, she shook her head slowly. "Please tell me you at least have it? The coin wasn't easy to come by, if you screw me over I won't be as generous.." she said slowly, causing the robed man to twitch in his seat. Whatever was happening here it was clearly illegal, something that warned others away for the most part. The man drummed his fingers on the table absent mindedly, as if trying to think of a lie.

Moments later the very same man would come flying through the wall of the shoppe, screaming, and hit several people in his path. Following him through the hole in the wall, Lidija stepped out, cracking her knuckles. "I warned you. You have three days." she said in a threatening tone. The robed man would quickly scurry to his feet, cradling a broken arm as he ran off. Casting her gaze around the now disturbed yard, she scanned the reaction of the crowd before she sighed.

"What are you looking at?" she asked a nearby patron who only seemed to be enjoying their treat. She was an odd one, definitely standing out amongst the crowd of people here. Something about her features made her a little more interesting than the rest of these people, cowering behind their city walls. "I'll assume you all enjoyed the show then." she said, rolling her shoulders to, a habit of hers after she finished beating someone down, or fightining in general.

"You look odd, compared to the people of Mythergal." she said, not standing out herself. She wore a suit of tightly stitched leathers, a black hood hanging down her pack, a single steel pauldron on her right shoulder, and a sword and dagger at her side. She was easily mistaken for a Brigade member, unless you were familiar with them.

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Agatha honestly didn't come too often inside of Mythregal City, most of the time it was way too industrial for her views and ways, too cowardice for people to be hiding in, but at the same time a lot of them thinking they were so much better than all of the creatures, people that were in the outside world, outside of their city limits, she tried to mingle with it as least as she could, but it was hard when a lot of Brigade assassination orders came from inside the city and also a lot of them were even inside the city.

Right now it was a combination of the two, walking around the city with Moon her best friend, even though she was a wolf, right next to her, as both of them seemed to be taking in the shopping district and the people there. If Agatha found something interesting, she'd just take it, it wasn't like anything she'd take would be missed and wouldn't be easily enough replaced to begin with, but at the same time, she had a criminal to dispose of, quietly and without anyone noticing it until it was too late for the man. 'How about something like that?'[/i] Moon suddenly asked Agatha who followed her gaze and then laughed a bit while pulling up her eyebrows. 'Seriously? Do you really see me wearing a dress like that? I'm sure I won't be as unseen as I used to be at the Brigade.' Agatha said calmly but also somewhat teasing Moon with it before continuing to walk.

When they came close to where they were actually headed, Agatha stopped in her tracks because of the sounds Agatha heard and shortly after followed by a man flying through a hole in the wall of the ice cream shop and hitting several people outside in the process, before being followed by a girl that Agatha honestly didn't know what to think of when she saw her, followed by her reaction to the people looking at her, which made Moon even growl a little at the hostility next to her. 'Easy girl.' Agatha said quickly and quietly to her friend as she shortly petted her on the head, then locked her eyes on the man for a moment, noticing that it was exactly the guy that her professional side came her for. 'Well this makes things more difficult.' She mumbled softly in herself, but then as the girl focused on another, Agatha quickly took her chance to sneak off after the guy. 'Sir! You should take this.' She told him as she gave him a bottle of water with an innocent and pretended worried smile on her face. She wasn't sure if he would, but eventually he took it but then quickly enough continued his running off from the one that had just thrown him through a wall. Now all he had to do was take a sip, and her work would be done, but being shocked and beaten like the guy, he would more than likely take a sip soon enough.

After that Agatha "merged" herself back into the crowd as if she never left it, standing next to Moon again and letting her gaze go to the girl that she still didn't know what to think of, and the one she was now talking to. Odd? Seriously she just called that girl odd? Not that a part of Agatha didn't agree, but still, it wasn't something that was usually said in any form of a positive way, so she didn't really assume she could take it like that now, but for now there wasn't really a way for her to get involved without it being too suspicious she figured, so she just kept standing there, looking just like Moon was, but making sure her eyes still seemed shocked, as if she was still standing there because of that, not wanting to leave the scene yet with how this had already developed and was now still developing. She couldn't however help but notice that it almost seemed like the I-throw-you-through-a-wall girl did her work on her outfit, someone that didn't know enough about them, could easily mistake it as a Brigade outfit, but Agatha knew much better than, she was observant enough to note enough differences to something a Brigade member who dressed sort of like that would be wearing, which only made Agatha be more curious about her and all of this.

[Athena Breeann Mathis]

Athena flicked her hands of the last of the ice cream and breathed curses the man and his family and his decedents and his ancestors as she looked to her dress that was now colored white with dairy treat. She scooped some of what she could as a woman stepped out of a wall following the man. She looked up slightly wide eyed. She'd seen similar events before, especially when dealing with dragons. She didn't think much off it.

Until the new woman and her friend with the wolf called her odd. Athena looked up at them and back and forth. One appeared to be a were of some sort, and the other was probably a Dragon or some rouge Vampire. She sighed and flicked of the last of the ice cream she could treat without a wipe. Then she turned to them fully frontal and gave them her best appreciative wide eyed look.

"Really?" she asked in an awed voice. "Really you think I'm odd?" she asked. "Oh jeeze Missus thank you! That's a compliment that I haven't heard in a long while!" She smiled at the woman like she was her best friend and looked at the second comer. "Did you here her? She called me odd!"

Athena let the act drop and looked at the women exacerbated. "It's called eccentric. And what would you be if you'd lived looking at the same styles for your entire life and wanted to see something different, even if it was only in a looking glass?" She smiled again. "And since when did Brigadiers throw citizens through shoppe walls?"

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[Lidija Ahlgren]

It took a moment to fully register that she did not manage to insult the woman. She seemed pleased with what was said, furthering the fact that Lidija found her to be odd. Blinking, Lidija held up a hand as if to say something, before dropping it to her side with a sigh. Entirely confused now, she simply laughed, that was all she could really do in this situation. "Definitely not the reaction I was prepared to recieve.." she said, mostly to herself though it was still audible. Looking around at the damage she caused, she cringed at the thought of having to pay it back, luckily she had no plans to.

"I cannnot say I understand what you mean, but clearly you have thought about it. Perhaps too much." she said, shaking her head slowly. Ignoring the shouting from the shoppe keeper, Lidija bent down to pick up a small leather pouch that the man had dropped, sliding it into a larger pouch on her belt. Right then she would catch the bit about being a Brigadier, which always made her laugh. Her armor was similiar simply because someone she once knew died and left it to her. Since then she modified it to be almost unrecognizable, though the similiarities still existed.

"I would not work for them even if they begged me. No, just someone trying to make a living in this infested world." she said, extending an arm to the woman to shake. "I do not suppose Oddball would be a good name for you. Got one?" she asked, waiting for the woman to either except her gesture or ignore it. "That man was scum anyway, I would not worry about it. He got exactly what he deserved in the end. Though I cannot say the same for the poor wall." she added, chuckling.

Her glance quickly shifted from the odd woman to the one with the wolf, before they resettled on the person before her. It seemed that she knew her somehow, or perhaps she simply enjoyed talking to strangers.