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[h1][color=6ecff6]Naisha[/color][/h1]
Location: The Library of Arius 
[@Sho Minazuki][/center]
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 The market shopping turned out to be as hard as one could expect in her wheel chair. People refused to make way, but keeping to the edges of hte streets and only crossing the flow of the crowds when she really had to, made things bearable. She couldn't even explain how much the urge to blast people into oblivion grew in her in this brief time at the market place. Still she did pick up everything she needed to buy for her meals. With this she now had assured meals for teh next few days.

 Keeping the cloth bag with her groceries in her lap as she started to move again, the commotion happened and she looked about, people franctically moving. She halted, pulling as close to the stalls on her side to avoid the crazed people. There was a terrorist attack it seemed. She calmly studied them as the woman neutralized the guards. There was something odd about them. The way they moved suggested training and preparation for this, which made it weird consiering there was nothing to gain in this market. Unless causing a lot of commotion. The helpers of the woman herself appeared a little wet behind teh ears never the less. Truth be told she didn't really have anything against the rebel terrorist group. Thus she just chose to continue on her way, though her way was through the terrorists so she simply moved herself closer for the moment. If they decided to caue problems for her , they were about to have a bad day...