[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/o8S0PbF.png[/img][/center] [right][b][color=00bfff]Time:[/color][/b] Night [b][color=00bfff]Location:[/color][/b] Ember Grove Streets ---> Outside The Pit [b][color=00bfff]Interactions:[/color][/b] [color=D2691E]Cyler Johnson[/color] - [@Pyxis] [b][color=00bfff]Mentions:[/color][/b] Angel - [@princess], Sean - [@FunnyGuy], Nikolaus - [@Potter], and Lupin - [@AtomicNut] [/right] [hr] Leilani’s face lit up at Cyler’s suggestion. She could tell he was trying to help her, and decided that this was a great start toward not being a useless addition to things. Besides, she was always looking for a new way to express her creativity, even when she was stumped with what to draw. Painting with light seemed like it would be simple enough on her end, since all she had to do was draw for a camera while he fiddled with the settings and took care of the technical aspects. She had seen the results of a few light paintings, and they all looked rather beautiful. [color=00bfff]“That sounds perfect!”[/color] She exclaimed, her enthusiasm showing in a soft grin. [color=00bfff]“Just tell me when. I'm free...all the time.”[/color] She chuckled, realizing that she would have to fix that at some point. She’d have to search for a job, and soon. Then she could contribute more steadily to the clan. God, it was like she was actually considering staying, and never returning to her parents or her past life. Then again, at least the clan accepted her. She couldn’t be sure her parents would. In no time at all, they had arrived on the outskirts of the pit. While she wanted to go in, or perhaps even just meander outside for a little while, she was caught off guard by four people lingering outside. Leilani watched them from the cross-section leading up to the bar. Three were younger, and one was quite old for being outside a bar like The Pit. The three younger people checked up on the older man, who appeared frazzled. What, exactly, was going on? [color=00bfff]”Cyler, should we go around the back? I don’t want to disturb those people, they look weird.”[/color] They hadn’t done anything too out of the ordinary yet, but Leilani was hesitant nonetheless. Ember Grove was a hotspot for weirdos, and hunters, and werewolves. All things she had been taught to avoid, pretty much.