[h3][color=666fff]Alyona[/color][/h3]

[@Dezuel]

Alyona had taken some much-needed 'me time,' as people in Rhea said. She had a concerning feeling with how Cel acted after the incident at Kiburi's. She dared not get in the way of that. Her survival instinct was well-honed. To that end, she was perusing one of her most favourite places in Rhea - apart from when it was filled with noisy brats. She had found this small confectionery nestled amidst other, less interesting shops. It was ran by a kindly fellow that must have had Yekaterinan roots, given that he stocked some rather obscure treats.

Alyona was loading up a bag with a concerning amount of candy - mixed varieties, seemingly of any kind so long as it was sweet. In fact, Alyona had already double bagged it, since she knew it would grow to be very heavy. She didn't have many expenditures, so she was okay with splurging for something important. She had her hands full of Tsar's Delights when some punk accosted her.

She stuffed the candy into her bag, quickly turning around. This guy wasn't the normal type of kid that haunted these kinds of stores. He seemed to be lost from some kind of sketchy modeling shoot. '[color=666fff]This guy looks like a pain...[/color]' Aly didn't want to deal with it.

She had a good defense for this situation. She usually resorted with it when she was in a place where she didn't want to cause a scene... Which was mainly this store and few other places. She gave a confused, uncomfortable-yet-polite smile, holding up a hand. "[color=666fff][b][Sorry. I don't speak your language. Idiot.][/b][/color]" She spoke in Yekaterinan, keeping her confused and polite look even when adding in an insult.

Hopefully the guy would hear her speaking something foreign and give up. It worked for some of them, at least; Yekaterinan speakers in Rhea weren't super rare, but not exactly common either. If he kept hitting on her, she'd just guide him into an alley and rough him up.