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As the two drew closer they could, finally, get a good look at the figure before them. She was young, in her mid 20's it appeared and quite athletic. The sort of build that comes not from body building or careful shaping of ones flesh through recreation and sport but from many years of hard merciless training. 

Her height was slightly larger than the average woman, not enough to be considered abnormally tall but rather just sufficiently enough to trigger the thought. In terms of apparel she was dressed simply, wearing from the bottom up a pair of white shoes, tight pink trackpanths each leg of whom bore two thin white stripes on their outer side traveling the long slender path to her abdomen where they gave way seamlessly to a simple white shirt with short sleeves and a neck cut just large enough to imply but not reveal her well developed chest. Her arms were bare bellow the shoulder where they met her long, strait pink hair through which just above her ears protruded two short, upwardly curved horns polished to perfection and sharpened to a point.  

There was however something else. For although she seemed happy enough or maybe because of there was something strange about this girl just walking through the ruins. Indeed, maybe it was the fact she seemed happy enough to be here. What with the overall demeanor of a tourist more than a refugee and a soft smile that just casually sat on her face as she looked around somewhat disinterested at the burned out husks of what once were houses. Or maybe it was the fact that she didn't give them a second thought even as they flew toward and landed in front of her. In fact that was probably it.

And for her part she really didn't. Mia could sense the two coming from a mile away which was in truth the reason she had taken this path. But that choice had been motivated not by the usual mix of emotions one experiences when detecting two very powerful individuals but by curiosity. After all, she figured, they were no danger. What were they going to do? Kill her again? Still, as they landed and spoke to her she had to admit that after getting one planet blown away from under her politeness was a nice change of pace. And so Mia did what she did best and replied with a smile.
"Nope." She said shaking her head. "I'm as lost as you are."
"Name is Mia, by the way. Nice to meet you."
"So, how did you two die?"

She said all of this within a single, fluid whole newer skipping a beat or loosing her smile even as she plainly inquired about the circumstances of their deaths. And yet she did so not in jest but with all sincerity made apparent by her friendly but utterly serious tone. So serious in fact that it might make one wonder if she was on to something with this death thing after all.