<i>Giving a soft nod towards Star, the man quietly carried his food to an empty booth, gracefully sliding into the seat and silently nibbling on his sandwich with one hand and carrying an open book in the other, clearly reading the small notebook...</i>

The silence is nice at times.. <i>Despite the off-hand remark towards the group, the black-haired man didn't budge from his position, casually taking a sip of his coffee as he kept his eyes on his book, reading..</i>

<i>His red cloak billowing behind him, a black-haired man entered the cafe, walking up to the counter...</i> ...I suppose coffee wouldn't hurt...

<i>Looking over to the clerk, the black-haired man glanced over the menu, his thin and slender arm grasping the menu, dark gray eyes softly tracing the letters across the paper... </i> ...Espresso..with a chicken sandwich..please.

<i>Dark gray eyes trailed up, moving from the reflected image of the moon towards the girl.. His ebony hair swaying in the soft breeze in the wind, draping it momentarily over his left eye. Regarding her momentarily, neutrally observing her actions and features... The red cloak parted, an arm gracefully emerging from the shadows, coming to a rest on his side, by his waist, hand placing itself upon a pommel.. The glint of steel sparking behind his perceivable arm, a sword sheathed, strapped towards the back of his waist.. Despite the alarming sign of potential violence, his face stayed neutral, dark eyes unchanging in their intent...</i> ...What are you...?

<i>His head tilted, regarding with a touch of curiosity.. Steel gray eyes lifted away from her, drifting towards the pale moon on the dark skies, the reflected light softly illuminating the area... His posture slightly slackened, his back drooping slightly into a hunch...</i> &quot;...So you say... At the very least, it's a full moon tonight..&quot;