Bright morning (Saraneth)

[Lirael]

Una walked confidently through the doors of The Dove and picked a small table by the window to sit at. The sun was shining brightly through the dingy window, Una didn't really know why she had come here today, maybe it was that Corus was particularly hot, or that there was not much going on in the city centre, but there was probably something she could have done. She watched the window for a second, and drumed her fingers on the table, like she was waiting for something to happen.

You could be doing something useful. She told herself. But instead, you decide to sit on your own in a pub- on a sunny day. Tourists come out in the sun, you know that! She didn't move from her seat though, it was cool in here.

[Saraneth]

Saraneth walked in through the doors of the Dancing Dove, trying to get the heavy sleepiness out of her system. She'd just woken up, and had no idea what had possesed her to come to the Dove. She stifled a yawn and picked her way to a table that was bathed in the morning sunshine and ordered some breakfast and a cup of tea.

She sat back and smoothed her rumpled tunic, which was of a dark forest green color, making her own dark emerald eyes seem darker than usual. She loved her eyes, which her sister told her looked like their mothers. She smiled, though she still felt sad about it, even though it had been almost 11 years ago that their family had been killed.

Her breakfast came, and the tea, which Saraneth accepted gratefully and handed the money to the waitress. She looked at it. It was like a feast! She didn't know that there would be that much. She looked around, looking for a familiar face, someone like Damien, Kiandra, Nadia...even Lir. A wave of sadness swept over her. She hadn't seen her sister, Lirael, for ages, well, it seemed like ages at least. It had been since the Masbolle war...

[Lirael]

Una saw a dark-haired woman walk in, she looked very tired, Una almost yawned looking at her. Una tapped on her table again, this was almost mindlessly boring, Why couldn't something happen? Corus was usually so interesting, but it had let her down today. She wished Avelia or one of her theives would come over, there was not a familiar face in sight and Una was not enjoying it.
She walked up to the bar, and ordered some water. The waitress poured her some, looked at her for a second, then passed it to her. On her way back, Una closed her eyes for a second. The water twisted in her grasp, and some of the water dripped onto the tired looking woman Una had seen come in.
"Sorry!" Was her first reaction.