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[color=5486ae]Time:[/color] Late Morning
[color=5486ae]Location:[/color] Sorian Beach
[color=5486ae]Interactions:[/color] Layla/Olivia [@Potter] Charlotte [@princess], Sjan-dehk [@Apex Sunburn], Roman [@ReusableSword] Farim [@Lava Alckon]
[color=5486ae]Mentions:[/color] Lorenzo [@FunnyGuy], Ruby [@SausagePat], Kazumin [@samreaper], Ariella [@Tpartywithzombi], Cassius [@PapaOso], and others[hr]
One after another, more and more people continued pouring into the fray, gradually taking over his senses, creeping around him as he found himself increasingly irritated. He didn't know why so many are willing to bite into granite with this person, and it was getting very clear that Layla had no intentions of playing nice or was unaware of her own rudeness. She was here to make trouble, to vye for attention, and they were just giving it to her like a masochist asking for the belt. At this point, John seriously doubted if this was about hurting Layla's ego than preventing their own from getting hurt. Everyone, and [i]everyone[/i], was ruining his day.

Another girl joined the shouting, and quickly passed out for no god damned reason. The same girl just a few days ago, at it again. He didn't want to bother himself with this. A quick look already gave it away, as he told Olivia to simply take her to a dry, cool spot. The bigger problem here is this crowd, and specifically Layla. She needs to GO, period. 

The voices in his head began to dissipate as John zeroed in on his decisions. The stressed breathing began to mild, the posture cold and professional. After spending a moment away from Layla's sight and everyone's attention, he headed back into the thick, calmly standing as closely to Layla that juuusst barely get her guards to toughen up a little. The most quizzical thing now was a newly acquired sunglasses blocking the vision into his eyes. 

[color=5486ae]"I hate to be the diplomat here, but can we not escalate into a full-blown war right on this beach? Thank you."[/color] He raised a hand towards the anti-Layla group. Their good intentions were not good enough, but he spared his anger towards them for it. 

Now, for the Shehzadi...

[color=5486ae]"Shehzadi Layla, I assume my lack of elegance did not catch your attention, so here is my attempt."[/color] John said, adjusting his sunglasses playfully before returning to his cold professional manners. [color=5486ae]"You have been...say...[i]unkind[/i]."[/color] He said, in such a manner that could come off as either sarcastic understatement or unnerving politeness. [color=5486ae]"Such a contrast to the image of the Shehzadi I met the other day. May I ask what had caused this change of personality? Or at the very least what is the reason for causing such a scene here?"[/color] 

The boring, overdressed, bug-like doctor is now face to face with one of the most powerful individual in Eromora, but there is a certain lack of both fear and interest in engaging with her game. Whether or not she realized that yet was still up in the air.