[center][h1]Just a Traveler[/h1][/center] Even with the hood pulled forward, it would have required her to be completely unaware, and asleep, to miss the sensation of a machine nearby. Well, not a pure machine. She could smell something off as the machine turned towards her, trying to process what she was sensing. A cyborg, maybe? In that kind of shell? It looked like something straight out of a 50s science fiction film. Maybe a prop that became self aware? She'd seen stranger. Then a sound cut the air. Two sets of sounds. With her ability to hear into ranges beyond normal humans, as well as pick up on faint sounds that came from far away, she had to always work to filter various sounds away when her helm was off. The first was someone's laughter, as she turned her eyes towards the yellow...octopus? Something about it made her skin crawl briefly, her senses tingling, before she internally relaxed. A native, probably lovecraftian if she had to guess. Only a theory based on the whole...tentacle thing? Then she heard the singing. She turned away from the robot, Serene's attention drifting towards the singing source. Her heart turned over, a memory of a life long past flickering up into her mind, causing a tear to come to her eyes. More than a single memory at that. It took a long moment, and she fought down the memory of that time...when she'd been the Idol Queen, the top performer in an empire. And all the adventures held during that time. She sighed under her breath, not in annoyance at the singer, but in sadness, an almost mournful sigh, recalling the past. But at the same time, the music made her heart swell with joy, as she had to admit, the voice was beautiful, and the violin was clearly being put to good use. She froze though when she saw the source. Serene couldn't process what she was seeing. A...person with half their body replaced by tentacles? Frankenstein-esque experiment? Either way, it wasn't a thing that made her stare for bad reasons, from under her darkened hood, rather in intrigue and interest. The scientist in her was riveted at the thought of learning. But just as quickly, she heard the yellow guy and the robot engage, and Serene turned back, trying to process what had been said to her. Radiation...or something? Yeah, that sounded like a cheesy b-list sci-fi film's character. Maybe a freak accident fusing the mind of an actor with its shell? Maybe. That could explain it. Who knew. All the others present seemed content to merely stand around and chitchat. Like they all knew each other, and belonged. Unlike her. She figured she'd get it over with. A hand moved from the pocket of her jacket, revealing...some sort of material covering her flesh, almost like what you'd find in a skinsuit, or a plugsuit, moving to grip the side of the bench. She pushed herself up, careful to not exert too much force, mindful of how people could freak at extreme feats of strength. At her full height, she was nearly six feet tall, perhaps not an anomaly in a world of monsters, but it was still short in her mind. A reminder of her impure blood. Perhaps. She shuffled slightly, moving around the talking duo, offering a soft apology, that was barely audible, almost in a whisper, before moving towards the door into the cafe. Unless someone got in front of her, she would enter the cafe, eyes kept low, her hood further forward than before, the solo hand out slipping back into the darkness of her jacket pocket. She moved to one side of the entrance if able, not yet moving towards the ordering counter, her hooded head lifting slightly, her eyes moving around. She was looking for anything that could help her figure out what to order, and what kind of currency they took. Hopefully no one was short enough to look up her hood, let alone be that unaware of personal space. In essence, she stood there, against one part of the front of the cafe, awkwardly shifting from one foot to the other, just there. Trying to figure things out. Hopefully this wouldn't cause any issues, right? [hider=tags] [@ScreenAcne][@BeastofDestiny][@ShwiggityShwah] [/hider]