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The first thing the girl will encounter is that drone of Niara's - ever-present; ever-curious. It lingers longer on the newcomer, whirring gently as it hovers just out of arm's reach, its red sensor scrutinizing her.

Niara glances up from her table, eyes peering through the few stands of stray fringe that have fallen out of place. She looks slightly woozy, like she may have had slightly too much to drink - though the only incriminating evidence is a single empty wine glass, nothing more.
The girl steps back, tense, wary of the drone. Her left hand crackles with electricity.