10-21-2012, 08:18 PM
Amara's eyes widened as she watched the scene unfold quickly. The hunky large gentleman had such a grace when he moved, splashing the hot coffee in the hooded man's face would have been exactly what she'd have done. She winced as the gun went off, not used to firearms. She was well trained in non-artillery combat, so guns always made her jump a bit. Mara straightened up as a young woman with red hair walked in. Mara thought now might be a good time to noncholantly leave. The last thing she wanted was the attention at a gun-scene. Her parents would flip and make her move to the "nicer" end of town. Yah, no thanks. She didn't need that right now. Living near her parents was her worst fear ever since she moved out. If she had her way, she would have disappeared, changed her name and get a low profile job, earn a hard living. But it was impossible, her parents knew too many people on Olympus, it would never work...
Amara edged towards the door, keeping her head low.
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