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[u][h3]Shinto Town - Copenhagen Base[/h3][/u]
[@Remon][/center]

[color=a187be]"Hippomenes... Do you think he'll show up?"[/color] Ariadne pondered out loud to her servant. [color=a187be]"I know he said he doesn't do deliveries, but I did invite him to a good time. Do you think he got it, or did he miss it completely?"[/color] Letting out a groan, the mage smacked her head on the table. [color=a187be]"It's no fair... I meet one nice guy and he's already married to his woooooooork! It's a coffee shop, he should have closed down and been here by nooooow."[/color]
Ariadne threw herself onto her bed, grumbling the whole time. Ugh... She didn't have the patience for this! Maybe she should do something to draw him in? Should she? That'd give her away. Buuuut, she did chose Copenhagen for several reasons. Mostly its natural synergy with her magecraft, and the second being that people might be risk adverse to attacking a local bar. 

[color=a187be]"Well, maybe I should. Considering that invitation sent out earlier is probably drawing in all sorts of folks, we should be safe. We're on the other side of the bridge after all."[/color] She mused out loud. [color=a187be]"In that case... I could probably do some kind of greater ritual, and nobody would be around to stop me."[/color] She brushed her fingers through her hair. She finally frowned, and thought it over. [color=a187be]"Well, it he does show up, Rider, you'll be my bodyguard. The other two... Can be bustboys."[/color] She looked over to the two men standing in the corner. Her makeshift satyr guards were... Strong, and could easily kill the average mage in a fight. The problem being that they were... Well they weren't the kind of folks she'd have a cup of wine with. After all, they were basically glorified golems. 

[color=a187be]"Alright, I'm as ready as I'll be. Let me just ponder the party."[/color]