[h3][center][color=004b80]Locke Bahadur[/color][/center][/h3]

It had not even been a minute outside when Locke was met with a female barreling down towards him. Surprisingly he hadn't been disoriented at all, the impact was as if a small pebble was thrown into him. Locke dusted himself off while the female stared at him, probably out of wonder why such a man of a foreign land was in London. Or out of fear of why a "savage" was roaming the streets of London. It wouldn't be the first time someone had stared at him like that, but, in her defense, Locke did stare at her a bit too. While her hay colored hair or azure eyes were enough to gawk at, a strange symbol on the right side of her neck interested him more than her beauty.

A tattoo maybe? Or a branding. Locke thought it was probably a branding. Locke doubted it was a tattoo, because he had never seen any British females have anything of the sort. The British were known to practice prisoner and slave branding. It might also be why she was in such a hurry, but perhaps he was jumping to conclusions too quickly. Locke was about to follow her when a man walked up to him and promptly stared with such concentration the man did not even bother to hide the drool coming out of his mouth.

[color=a36209]"Little Lyla came here, dark man?"[/color]

Lyla was probably the woman with the strange symbol. It might also possibly be why she was in such a hurry, to get away from this man. However, Locke could probably convince this man to allow him to talk to her a bit in private if Locke helped the man out.

[color=004b80][b]"Ah yes. I assume Lyla has hay colored hair and azure eyes? She we-[/b][/color]

[color=a36209] "Greg likes dark man. Reminds me of dark beer. I bring you to my lady as new friend."[/color]

Greg walked off into the direction Lyla had gone, despite Locke not having told him of the direction she had gone. Perhaps a lucky guess? Locke followed Greg, not quite too sure what to make of his comments. Perhaps that was the strange way the British complimented each other, and if so, Locke would have to thank him for his kind words somewhere down the line. It was not often when his looks brought about positive thinking among the British. Locke quickly followed behind Greg, hoping to find some answers.