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[b]Los Paraisos: Beach[/b]
[i]"Gods. Stupid! Men are so stupid!"[/i]

And with that, disaster was averted. Syed watched Amy nervously as she angrily walked away, although his eyebrows lowered at the sight of the man Lucien was talking to chasing after her. He pulled a face. Sure, she had gotten a lot of attention when she went out drinking with Moira and the like, but never quite a relentlessly as this. Amy had made herself perfectly clear, anybody with two braincells to rub together could figure out she didn't want them near her. Although that might still be asking too much for these guys.

"Hey!" he shouted, trying to get the man's attention. He made a couple of steps forward until he was right on the edge of the makeshift court lines, his bond to Moira as always teathering him and stopping him from going any further. "HEY!"

He wasn't listening. Syed ran his fingers through his hair with fustration. Of course, like usual, he couldn't do anything. Of [i]course[/i]. What was it with these guys? He gave Aria a concerned look. Not that he really needed to worry too much, as the second guy was soon sent flying to the floor by another of Amy's signature slaps before she continued on her way to the bar furiously. It seemed her patience, or at least what little of it she posessed, was well and truely gone.

Lucien then proceeded to be very dramatic to the point of being silly. Geez, he really was a joker, huh? [i]"Syed,"[/i] he whined, [i]"How could I fail?"[/i]

Syed's expression mellowed again when he focused back on his friend. He glanced around to make sure none of the men were in too close. "Nah, you haven't failed anything," he said quietly, patting Lucien on the back. "I wouldn't worry about impressing anyone either. You've got lots of friends already just being your normal self, you know?" He flashed the summoner a broad smile. "Friends who don't spend hours flexing in front of a mirror." His eyes unfocused a little. "...Well... Don spends a lot of time in front of the mirror, doesn't he? I don't think it's [i]hours[/i] though... and that's more his hair..."

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Little did he know that Amy wasn't the only one being pretty much harassed - Selan was too. Moira, on the other hand, did notice. Bloody hell, this guy was pretty forceful about it. As much as Moira liked her men a little forceful, Selan didn't look best comfortable about it. Or was that because she looked kind of queasy? Still, Selan excused herself and pulled herself free, which the man seemed to find promising??? Moira didn't know what planet he was from, but she wasn't the brightest person out there and even she knew that was bullshit.

"Don't kid yourself," she growled, folding her arms. "She's way outta your league." Narrowing her eyes, she gave the man a look that even he couldn't mistake. "[i]Trust me.[/i]"

The man stared, his expression offended but his voice slightly shakey with nerves. "Hey, lady, I thought you were cool! what's your problem?"

Moira clicked her tongue and crossed her arms. She glowered at him for a second, before something [i]clicked[/i]. Luckily, she was a decent enough actor when she felt like it. Which wasn't often. "Well, I ain't gonna just let her run off with any guy, what with all these rumours going about," she rolled her eyes skywards, putting a firm hand on her hip. "Girls gotta stick together."