[color=f49ac2][b]"It's alright...Rest? I think I'll be able to do that once we're back home...and not outside." [/b][/color]The answer that Rasteva had given here didnt' really anwer her question, if nothing else it left her more confused. Sara frowned slightly. 

[b]"Sara, hey!"[/b] A female voice called from ahead, and it caught the young woman's attention. Sara smiled slightly towards the woman who approached, with bright pink hair and a similar uniform to the one that Sara was wearing. "I'm glad to see you! You finally got a Daemon, huh?" 

The sudden question did throw her off guard. [color=f49ac2][b]"You can tell I have one?"[/b][/color]

[b]"Well, sure. I've got my own, see?"[/b] The pink-haired girl pointed to a pretty ornate hair accessory. [b]"It lets me know when one of its friends are nearby, isn't that neat?! Yours could totally do it too if you simply asked it to."[/b] Digging through her bag, she pushed a few pamphlets towards Sara. [b]"Here, you must have just gotten it. You'll have to have your Daemon get stronger in order for it to actually do anything useful."[/b] Thinking a moment, the woman smiled. "You'll have to go about it the old fashion way." 

Sara stared at the woman, clearly not understanding. [color=f49ac2][b]"...What?"[/b][/color]

The woman's expression fell as the joke wasn't understood. [b]"I mean you'll have to beat up weaker Daemon's! Or stronger ones! Depending on how well fed your Daemon is, they can tell you if an rival Daemon is stronger or weaker than their current state of being. Yours is considerably weaker than mine right now. But I'm not actually looking to take your demon's strength for my own! But you can totally do that - and you seriously should. It's all legal and all that. You'll just have to find a place that does organized fighting, and with your registered Daemon you can get into the bracket of your choosing and go all out! Neat, yeah?"[/b] Frowning, she sighed. [b]"Though, there are totally people who want to skip the formalities and just get straight to the fights. They might get you on the streets, so be vigilant. What's your little thing's name anyways?"[/b]

Giving her a moment to process everything, she glanced to the raven on her shoulder.[color=f49ac2][b] "Rasteva. Yours?"[/b][/color] The girl beamed.
[b]
"Says its name is Kivash, but I just call it Kivvy. It's cuter. Oh hey! We can go for a practice battle if you want. I'm pretty sure my Daemon won't mind helping out. I think. Lemme ask. If so, we can head somewhere a little more secluded to practice up. Wouldn't want to draw any unwanted attention."[/b] She grinned, and tapped her hair accessory. [b]"Hey, Kivvy - wanna help my friend here beef her Daemon up a little? Pleeeeeeeeease?"[/b]