[h1][color=ed1c24]Elena[/color] and [color=fff200]Perry[/color][/h1]

[@Zarkun][@Silver Fox][@Sanguine Rose][@CitrusArms]
[color=ed1c24]"Oh dear. Scared of water that badly? Maybe he thinks he'll melt."[/color] Elena unconsciously said aloud to herself. [color=ed1c24]"I heard of a dark mage that did that once in a story book. Death by water."[/color]
She realized she was speaking aloud. 
[color=ed1c24]"Sorry, sorry, too used to 'being in my own head'."[/color] she joked.
She listened to Jane talk about the reputation of the guild. 
[color=ed1c24]"Oh, yeah, the guilds used to be great! All over Fiore, you'd see dozens of them, doing this that and the other. It's too bad it's not the good old days anymore.[/color]
She snatched some juice as well, hoping it was wine.
[color=ed1c24]"Oh, I felt old just admitting that."[/color] She sipped hastily. Just juice. 
[color=ed1c24]"Well, thanks for the tidbit, anyways. I'll try not to sulley the name too much more.[/color] She laughed [color=ed1c24]"I think I can loosen up Mark, if he's anything like me. See what he might be interested in. I'll talk to you later."[/color]
Elena strutted away, happy to finally be opening up. On her way over towards Markovis' usual spot, she stopped by the job postings first. 
[color=ed1c24]"A drinking contest you say!?"[/color] Elena delighted. Maybe that would loosen up Mark. She walked over and noticed the man wasn't there.
[color=ed1c24]"Hmm. Where could he be?"[/color]
She asked as she scanned the area for the man. 
[color=ed1c24]"Hey, either of you seen my future drinking buddy? I wanted to see if Markovis was interested in a job I saw."[/color] Elena said, approaching Trinity and Neil.

[h1]Xing[/h1]

[@Dezuel]

She was taken aback by the man's words for just a moment. Did she really look that young? The outfit too!
[color=f7941d]"I'm 17, for your information, perfectly old enough to be out on my own where I'm from. [/color] She pouted. 
[color=f7941d]"and my outfit is traditional wear. It allows for fluid motions with very little hindrance, like when I have to fight someone.[/color]
She said the last part putting up her fists and shadowboxing.
She then realized what his other words meant.
[color=f7941d]"Wait, so you're not a food critic for Magnolia? You're in a similar get up to the last guy I saw in Crocus. They said it was the Flower Capital of the country, or something like that, but they didn't even have many cool trees, or hundred feet tall bamboo.[/color]
She realized she was rambling.
[color=f7941d]"So, if you're not a professional critic, what are you? An actor? I'm a chef myself, looking to prove my worth in the world."[/color]
She smiled happily at her own boasting. Perhaps it might intrigue the stranger.