[center][b][color=92278f][h2]Aelia Stark[/h2][/color][/b][/center]

Suddenly, the friendly man became much more hostile. His optimistic expression had transformed into a heated glower, and Aelia found herself leaning back into her seat. Why... was he being so harsh. [color=92278f][b]"What are you talking about?"[/b][/color] she asked him, her brows knitting together as she stared at him incredulously. [b][color=92278f]"You're the one who told me that I could sit down. It was your choice!"[/color][/b]

The brunette man came back, addressing her directly, this time. She was suddenly allowed to be in the conversation, he told her. Her smile was beginning to return back to her features, that was, until he began to whisper harshly to her. The tall man muttered something about her playing League and that she played Ahri. While that was very true, the next statement made her stare at him in shock. [color=92278f][b]"W-what..? You must be on drugs, right?"[/b][/color] she shook her head, refusing to believe the fact that she had Ahri's powers. While she did realize that people were more... drawn to her, she assumed that she looked rather pretty that day. But her having Ahri's charm? She couldn't! Then again, the cafe's attendees were acting rather strange around Aelia. She could have sworn that that man's imaged wavered significantly as if he had come straight out of a video game, and she could have bet her life she saw someone carrying around Braum's shield. Was this man telling her the truth?

[center][i]"Let me know if you'd be up for 'League' later."[/i][/center]

Her bright gaze flickered over to the man leaving the cafe in shock. She knew that he had given a signal. There... there was no way that all of these people had powers like hers. Aelia's heart began to beat rapidly as she looked back at the man, grinding her teeth together as she struggled to deal with the fact that she might [i]really[/i] have the fox lady's magical powers.

As if the situation couldn't get worse, the door swung open once more, and a ragged man staggered into the cafe. Thick liquid poured down his torn figure and splattered onto the ground. A loud groan escaped the stranger's mouth as he collapsed with a loud [i]thump[/i], and within moments, blood began to pool beneath him. Aelia shot up from her chair and rushed over to the crumbled body. [color=92278f][b][i]"Someone call 911!"[/i][/b][/color] she cried out, kneeling by the man who was bleeding out before her. The brunette ground her teeth at the sight and smell of so much blood... she didn't see anything like it. [color=92278f][b]"Who... who did this to you?"[/b][/color]

The man's mouth opened, but no words came out. All that did come out, however, was a pained groan as blood leaked from his mouth and nose. Aelia looked down in horror, her face growing paler. Was it a mugging? A gang-related attack..? [color=92278f][b]"Did anyone call 911 yet?!"[/b][/color] she screamed back at the cafe's customers.