"You're a fool to think that this place won't be untouched by the flames of war."

Marianne's voice was cold as she fixed a stare straight at Belle, one that hinted of hidden and unwavered wisdom. Sitting across from Kiara, the young girl shook her head in dark amusement. "Soon enough, this place shall be consumed as well-hey!" The eleganty dressed girl jumped a little as she felt a strong kick to her foot from the other side. "Ow! What'd you do that for?" Her icy stare had melted now, her face slightly flushed with embarrassment as she now glared at Kiara once more.

The other girl simply sighed as she turned to Belle to apologize. "Yeah, sorry about the whole doomsday apocalypse ramble. She kinda does that to...eveyone but me. I met her out in an abandoned town somewhere so she must have gotten a few dust particles stuck in her brain or something. We'll have two waters please."

"I don't have a dusty brain! And I don't want water!"

Kiara tried her best to ignore her companion's pouts. "Look, another soda will just add more sugar to your system. You'll crash and burn, and then that leaves me to carry you around."

"Don't you do that anyway?"

"....and a small juice please." Before Marianne could cheer for joy, Kiara directed a stern eye towards the other girl. "That's all you're getting for today, ok?"

What an odd pair.