don't know if you love me or you want me dead

Haulani is just as breathtaking as Kaiholo Port. Aithne wanders the streets between houses and shops of many colors, shapes, and sizes, wondering if she's ever seen this many people in one place. Perhaps in Stormbreak, but when she'd lived there, there had been some semblance of order to the streets and city blocks. Here, it seems to be chaos, especially closer to the water, where Aithne has spent the better part of her afternoon. At least it's a bit cleaner here than at the port, where stacks of barrels and crates and nets and ropes had lain about every which way. While there are still a lot of people milling about, and there are more buildings squished together than she's seen in quite some time, it's a more orderly flavor of chaos.

The girl skips along cheerfully, pockets full of coin she lifted from unsuspecting strangers on her way from the Port. Just now, she pauses before an absolutely adorable little cafe that seems to be busy enough that she can only assume that the food and drink are worth sampling. As such, she pushes her way through the door and places an order for a hot chocolate at the counter before turning to survey the room for open tables. Finding none, she shrugs to herself. She'd known it would be busy before entering.

Still, it would be nice to rest for a moment, so she selects a table at random and approaches the stranger sitting there. "Hello," she chirps, flashing her best innocent smile - a feature that is belied somewhat by the fangs. "Everywhere else is full. Do you mind if I share your table?"

Aithne Murphy