[center][h3][color=D77CFF]Trinity Algretto
Fenixtear Guild Hall[/color][/h3]
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The sudden tension in the air when the door opened didn't distract her. It was a musician's job to keep playing. But the 'friendly' attack did interrupt her, her fingers stopped dancing and she clutched her instrument reflexively. She knew these two faces to be guildmates. That one would attack the other, here, of all places. If it hadn't been a cheap shot, maybe it would have been different, but the apparent viciousness behind this particular vector... It made her incredibly uneasy.

Ronan was there to save the day, however. The man proved nimble, incredibly so. Got Tone in some kind of hold and the fight was over. He must have noticed the tension, like she had, and gotten up from the bar to do something about it. The fight was over before it began, however, and Trinity shook herself from her nerves. It was fortunate that Ronan was here.

She noticed she'd been holding her breath. "[color=D77CFF]Carmilla,[/color]" Trinity cooed, nervous, reaching down to pet the wolf for the soothing of an animal's fur under her fingers. She watched as Tone and Ronan separated, Tone seeming... Somewhat calmer. But the sanctity of the peaceful air had been threatened. She knew this feeling... but she wouldn't go anywhere this time. She'd been establishing a successful business for herself, largely independently. Ria had helped her establish herself, and she would feel terrible to throw that away. No, she would not be dissuaded so easily this time.

Keep playing.

She took a breath and a swig of her drink and set her fingers to the strings again. The place should be [url=https://youtu.be/E2hLiiRsG2g]peaceful[/url]...