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Aden ducked behind the barrier around the balcony at the sudden disturbance, slipping on his sunglasses just in case he needed to blast a [i]calenallum[/i] at any attackers. Luckily whatever was happening seemed contained to the streets below, and not directed at him. He took a moment to steady his breathing, annoyed at himself for being so paranoid. Just because the message had been a little mysterious, and the location a bit far-flung, it didn't mean anyone was out to get him, he was just... overthinking, that's all.

He stood again, looking down at the area the noise and light had come from. There was a myriad of new people that hadn't been there before. He couldn't name any of them, so who knew if they were who he was supposed to be meeting or not. Given the blatantly magical nature of their arrival however, well Aden was growing increasingly doubtful of anything resembling the word 'coincidence'.

Before his eyes traffic cones and official looking cordons appeared in the area. People began to leave, but Aden wasn't close enough to tell if they were suspicious or not. If he had to guess, they were too calm about the ordeal to be leaving without some kind of influence- and despite having no such spells of his own he knew they were possible. After a moment all that remained were the newcomers- or who he assumed to be newcomers, he hadn't been looking when they popped out of... wherever.

After a moment he decided to approach, looking both ways to make sure no one outside the area was looking, and then began focusing his magic around himself for flight. He accidentally knocked over a pot as the force of his power rattled the gravity nearby. He jumped, becoming weightless, and drifted towards the ground where the group was standing. He shuffled nervously for a second, glancing at each face searchingly, then; "Anyone here called Alex?"

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