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[center] Outside the Dress Shop[/center]

	Dareen had successfuly warded the boy and his dog away from the dress shop. It was a good thing she was standing out here, then. Had they entered the shop, Fatima might have had to come up with an excuse. The fewer lies one had to tell, the better, right? Dareen didn't know much about this social engineering shit but that's what common sense dictated. Standing up straight, she remained casual as an aristocratic figure rushed past.  The courtier reeked of aristocracy. No doubt a servant of the Queen Alice. Thankfully he rushed blindly on, no doubt under pain of punishment were her to fail whatever task he was undertaking.

	[color=c4df9b]"Heh," [/color]Dareen chuckled grimly. [color=c4df9b]"I know the feelin', kid."[/color] She mumbled to herself. Adjusting, she re-crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. Quietly taking in the sights of the city around her, on the lookout for more trouble. Hopefully she wouldn't see anything. The last thing she wanted to do was get into a fight because Fatima wanted to buy some stupid dresses. Or was pretending to want to buy some stupid dresses. She couldn't quite tell, so she really didn't want to fight anyone because she didn't even know why. If there was one thing Dareen Kahina was sick of doing, it was fighting people for no reason.