Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140929032244/@comment-24296957-20150608003821

Amet watched Regda leave. Perhaps on the way home, he would learn. But there was still much training left to do. Aura technique is not learned in a single sitting - he knew that from the past.

The heir rose from the table, throwing down an extra few lien for the tip. He must've caused a stir, because many eyes were following his movement. Looking around, he wondered why they were staring.

But all he knew was those stares were much like the ones his clan gave him.

A little girl broke away from the crowd, holding a piece of paper and a pen behind her back. Amet could tell she was embarrased. He knelt down in front of her.

"What secrets do you hide, little one?" the boy asked. Reluctantly, she produce the objects behind her.

"C-c-can I...please sir, may I..." Amet knew what she wanted. He smiled, took the pen and paper, and wrote his signature on it. On the footnote, it read: 'For a girl who's eyes sparkle like the stars. Catch those lights.' Amet patted the girl's head. With that, she promptly ran off back to her parents, presuambly.

With the bill in hand, Amet walked up to the cashier - but so did a crowd. They gathered around him, pleading to pay for the tab. His face turned red once again, embarassment creeping into his emotions.

As Regda walked in, the cashier turned to the duo and said, "It's on the house, and thank you for coming."