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Ares quickly looked up as she heard an explosion. She cursed under her breath, the war hood she was wearing muffling the words just enough. She placed her fork down, standing up and excusing herself. She started fast walking to the site of the explosion, mumbling angrily. "Great. I get back from a battle and is finally able to get a decent bite to eat, but then some guy just has to make trouble. Wonderful day." She kept grumbling, increasing her speed to a run and finally coming upon the hole in the wall. She spotted a man being charged at and sighed. "Figures my legion would be the first to get to him." She put a hand up, making all of the guards come to a stand still and look at her. "Leave him be. He just may prove useful." She kept walking towards the guy, stepping through the hole in the wall. "So, sir, what brings you to the neighborhood? Did you perhaps do this on purpose so that I wouldn't be able to eat my first decent meal in weeks? Or is it that you've come to just cause me displeasure in general?" She chuckled darkly as she saw a few of her legion fidget. She waved a hand. "You may leave." She watched as they all left as quickly as they possibly could. She then turned back to the man. "Listen, I'm trying to be civil right now. Could you tell me why you're here? That's your only option besides leave." She smirked under her cloak, awaiting Valentine's answer.