As Grace entered the proximity of the Bazaar, Jeno got excited. All the people and wonderful smells mixed with the less-cold-and-more-chilly morning, it was perfect. Despite the wind that whipped Grace's hair across her face and stuck her nose, it was a good day. She had packed all her things, which quit pitifully fit in her single backpack comfortably, and moved out of her brand new apartment. Kavala had offered her a job at the Sancturary and due to the odd hours a place to live as well. It didn't matter to Grace the three nights she spent in the apartment wasn't enough to get her attached or even moved in. AS they neared the first stall, Jeno closed his mouth and perked his ears, eyeing a tall blue customer that had a handful of baskets.
"Jeno you better behave, I will kick you if you bite anyone." She growled at the dog, it seemed cruel but Jeno understood her tone, he let his tongue lull again but kept his ears perked, he was still aware but he seemed relaxed. Grace sighed, she didn't want the stupid guard dog, but he was a gift and she loved him. Grace walked up to the nearest stand smiling up at the Akalak who had just finished paying. She didn't intend for it to be an invitation for a conversation but he started one anyway.
"Hello there," Again Grace noticed the unwarranted flash of fear course through her before he spoke again. "You must be new to town?" He flashed his white teeth, the politeness calming her some.
"Actually I am." Grace flashed a quick smile in dismissal and turned to look at the baskets, buckets and chests, that lined the stall. He continued to attempt a conversation with Grace which wasn't annoying her so much as she thought it was. She looked up into the man's golden eyes again.
"I'd like to show you around some time, there is an excellent tea house up the street. My name is Ginor." He brought his deep purple arm to rest on the pole that held the stall up, bringing his head lower so that she didn't have to strain to look up. Grace's cheeks flushed, the obvious question causing her to hesitate. She wanted to get what she needed and get to the Sanctuary at some point in the day.
"I, um, well I need to get a few things." She flipped her gaze from each of his pupils and back, gauging his reaction. It wasn't necessarily a no.
"Ah, the Warren will be open all day, you have time for a cup of tea don't you? Maybe a sandwich?" The corner's of his lips turned up, his grey gums freaking Grace out slightly. This man looked like someone had taken a paintbrush to him,
all over. He looked down suddenly, and Grace's eyes followed his to see a very unfriendly Jeno with his lips pulled over his teeth, growling at the Akalak. Grace whistled sharply for him to sit, heading the dog's warning.
"No, I really have to get these things and go, my father is waiting for me at home. Maybe some other time?" The lie slid through her lips easily as she jerked her thumb back. She let out a shy smile. The Akalak nodded, his eyes hard as he took her hand.
"Well it was nice to meet you miss . . . "
"Grace." She supplied he rose her hand to his lips, a seemingly last flirtatious attempt to get her attention.
"Grace. Ginor doesn't give up so easily, but today I'll let you go." A playful threat, Grace let out a breathy laugh, turning down to the baskets again. As Ginor walked away Grace eyed him out of the corner of her eye, scared to death by his simple reference to himself in third person. She took a deep breath in and let it go, rubbing Jeno's head, who was more visibly relaxed now that that Akalak had gone.
"Okaay . . . weird. Let's just get these things and head to the Library to get that Anatomy packet I had my eye on." Grace scrubbed Jeno's head once more before heading off.
