Rebecca twirled Alvios' hair playfully as he showed her around. As they made their way through the crowd though, Rebecca couldn't help but notice something sifting through the crowd towards her and Alvios. Within moments, it was upon them. A short, 5'6'' girl with hair blacker than the night, and a mask that covered her entire face. The eye slits revealed a dark glow, barely visible when constrating her mask, and her body was tightly wrapped with a similar material, up to her wrists, neck, and ankles.

	"Alvie look!" Rebecca said, tugging his hair gently, "A girl!"

	She looked young, but no younger than 25. Her figure was lithe, and revealed much, with her black hair tied back in a neat, long ponytail that appeared to be burnt at the edge.

	"Hello!" Rebecca called out. The black haired girl looked up and rose her hand, looking unsure of herself, before gently waving to her. The corners of her mouth perked up through he mask, revealing a nervous smile through the tight fabric, but she did not register Alvios at all.