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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=92278f][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Laughing Worg -- The City-State of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color]
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Seele jerked back when Alja started awake. The woman still seemed terribly addled, but at least she was more…present now than she had been. Whatever things she had seen in the dark, Seele couldn’t guess at, and frankly, was too afraid to. The lot of them had all likely suffered some kind of haunting or another over the night. Some of them, like Benkei, had begun suffering before they’d even left the dungeon, and it had not been an easy thing to watch. She thought back to how Kazuki had become almost manic when the tank collapsed—manic at least by the mellow standard she’d developed of him in their brief time together.

With a little finagling, Seele managed to gather up the table’s empty mugs and cups in her arms and bring them over to the counter. She would have gone back to clean up the little spillages left behind, but a sudden [i]roaring[/i] made her skin jump.

"[color=d1fffc]Oi, Rael. [i]Bitch[/i].[/color]”

Oh no. No. [i]Nope.[/i] Seele turned wide-eyed to find Alja towering over Rael. The smaller tank’s fists were clenched, the look on her face was downright dirty. Tempers were boiling, but Seele felt a chill run down her spine. She all but scrambled over to them.
[color=#2E2C2C][i]…[/i][/color]
[Color=92278f]“That’s—”[/color]

[b][color=896f40]“That’s [i]enough.[/i]”[/color][/b]

Seele blinked, watching the barkeep use [i]magic[/i] to dissolve the fight, though it seemed as though Alja had been backing off already, thankfully. Nevertheless, that sort of intervention from a denizen was, to Seele, unprecedented, and it was a good moment or two before she remembered herself. The fight seemed to be snuffed for now, good, but it still seemed like they were about to get themselves thrown out. 

[Color=92278f]“The man’s right,”[/color] Seele said, looking urgently between Alja and Rael. She tried to keep the sternness out of her voice, considering the barkeep was providing quite enough of it. Still, soft and sincere could often carry the same effect, if a bit more gently. [Color=92278f]“This is not the place, and it is [i]certainly[/i] not the [i]time[/i] to be at each other’s throats. We need to be working together, which means that you both need to start behaving yourselves.”[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]