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[right][sub][Color=#D6D6E7]Location: Nearby Hill > Coliseum[/color][/sub][/right]

Aeris looked up from her project for a moment and that was when she saw the unknown male talk. For a moment Aeris debated replying. She should be sociable and friendly. But at the same time, Aeris just wanted peace. She lowers her knitting for a second and raises her hand to acknowledge the fellow stranger, not really looking up to see exactly who it was. Once she had done her obligatory acknowledgement, she picked up her needle again and continued her project, the sound of the other person and their activity fading into background noise.

Time really did escape Aeris. It was early afternoon when she started knitting and it was now early evening. The sky had begun to transform from its bright vibrant blue to burnt musky Orange. The entire time, Aeris had just knitted. Her fingers moving across needles with both precision and care, but also a hint of idleness. She had ended up knitting a cardigan in the end. Her initial starting point has slowly turned into garment and in all honesty, Aeris couldn't actually tell you at what point she had decided to make a cardigan. But right now she was holding a finished silver cardigan with a black trim. The only issue. It wasn't her size. And cardigans won't be in fashion for a few months. At least the project distracted her from the tournament and the festival.

In all honesty, Aeris was not good company today. The moon was currently at its lowest point, barely if at all noticeable in the night sky. Not only did it affect her powers, but it also played a large part in her mood. She did at times find it peculiar and odd that her mood could be so heavily affected by the comings and goings of a floating rock orbiting the earth, but in reality, everything about her life revolved around it. Both her powers and her mood were intertwined with the cycle of Luna. And given how her mother, Luna, had abandoned her at birth, she wasn't entirely comfortable with the arrangement. It was like the mother she never really knew was always interfering with her life.

Perhaps that is why she sought Isolation from the rest of the city this afternoon. She knew her mood was going to be terrible, that she would become withdrawn and lonely. But she also knew that once the full moon came around she would be the most outgoing and positive person in New Rome. It was exhausting constantly changing emotional states when tied to the Lunar cycle. Some would even say it was manic. But Aeris had just over a decade of experience with knowing how this works by now.

Putting the cardigan away and into her satchel, along with the needles, and the very small amount of unused yarn. She could likely add some extra moon weave to it later in the shop just to help bring out the silver more, but that was future Aeris’s project. Standing up she decided to make her way to the Coliseum proper again. The tournament was due to conclude and Aeris figured she might as well show her face. On the way there she saw one of the tournament banners hanging from a post. Half of the banner had detached from its hanging, leaving it to sag. She took a moment to run her hands over the fabric and take a feel for the craftsmanship. It felt mass produced, but still had some quality to it. So when no one was looking she gave it a pull and took it off its second holding to bring it down and folded it into her satchel. She had an idea to turn the banner into a cape of some kind in the future.

She finally made her way back inside the Coliseum, and right away regretted it. The noise and the number of people were… regrettable. She took a seat near one of the exits for a quick escape. She didn't even bother watching the matches unfold. She at best gave them a cursory glance. Her eyes were more drifting across the stands and people watching instead. Watching how others were viewing what was going on around them.