Aya sat upon the nice little couch, her left leg drawn straight across the edge, and her right crossing over it, hanging over the edge. She's holding her tea, casting an askance look at the fellow trying to push his escorts upon the barmaid and Sultan Sworn who just want to enjoy a quiet little tea in their time off before work.
With a blonde eyebrow arched high, and her lips pulled tight to the left side she listened to Coatleque's obvious discomfort and that would be that. She preferred to be friendly, but not at her friend's expense.
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"Um, excuse me? We're not interested. If you wouldn't mind, could you take your drooling kabobs somewhere else? Before we start charging them for the view?"
She looked back toward the patron at his bar. The gentleman was pretending to focus on something else, as if to avoid noticing the situation up front. She shook her head in disappointment, before drawing her eyes back to the Highlander with a look of searing irritation.
With a blonde eyebrow arched high, and her lips pulled tight to the left side she listened to Coatleque's obvious discomfort and that would be that. She preferred to be friendly, but not at her friend's expense.
"Um, excuse me? We're not interested. If you wouldn't mind, could you take your drooling kabobs somewhere else? Before we start charging them for the view?"
She looked back toward the patron at his bar. The gentleman was pretending to focus on something else, as if to avoid noticing the situation up front. She shook her head in disappointment, before drawing her eyes back to the Highlander with a look of searing irritation.
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