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The cafe always attracted strange kinds of people but today it seemed to drawn in strangeness like a sort of magnet. Now not every one who walked in through the door was a weirdo just about every third person was more accurate. The first one he saw was a young woman who looked like she had just gotten up, her hair was somewhat messy but one could tell she tried to straighten herself up before leaving her home. The way she ate her pastry made it clear she hadn't eaten breakfast either. He took a sip from his coffee and watched the crowd some more. The next few people that came into the store were nothing special, they came in got their food and left. Then a man in fine clothes and a strikingly well kept mustache walked in. Rhev found himself staring at the man who ordered wine at such an early hour. His stare was broken by a clumsy robot who burst in and ran into damn near everyone in the cafe, thank god he had been sitting near the back of the place or else the ditsy machine would have ran into him as well. After the robot settle down there was another stretch of quiet and calmness in the store. It didn't last very long as a shrew young man rolled in through the door, quite literally. Rhev looked outside to see things had only gotten worse.


The crowd outside was getting bigger and it was now clear not every one was simply there to see the Daedalus. About a third of the crowd had now become full of activists fighting for the freedom of elven slaves. Rhev couldn't care less what happened to the knife ears. It wasn't that he didn't like elves, it was the situation that was getting on his nerves. You couldn't go anywhere nowadays without someone talking about it and then getting into a huge argument about whether they should be free or not. To him the knife ears had it better than they knew it, those servants usually lived fairly well they only complained because they couldn't see it. This was coming from a man who had to work all his life to get to the Noble district only to have himself removed the first day he lived there. Unlike him many elves got a free ride into the lap of luxury. If they wanted to fight against that, it was not a single part his business. He tried to get his mind of the crowd.

Rhev picked up his bag and moved to the table the robot was sitting at. He liked machines a lot more than he liked people, almost all of them had this disposition towards him that other people didn't they also wouldn't back stab you and run away with the love of your life, at least most of them wouldn't.

"Oy, Maria! Could you bring me another round of coffee?" He asked the waitress while holding up his empty mug above his head. He put it down on the table and stared at the machine for a moment. "G'day mate. Hows the day treating you so far?"

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Edwin laughed an honest chuckle at the girl. He wasn't sure if she was trying to be funny but her remark made him laugh. He walked in and knelt next to her, he was on the bad guy;s side now, but he sure as hell wasn't evil. Underneath the uniform was still a part of the old Edwin.

"No, it doesn't really help you much. Sorry to hear that, I know what it feels like to not know a parent, or both. Now hear me out before you go labeling me as the bad guy. This whole idea belongs to my boss not me. I'm not too fond of slaves so how about I just call you my assistant? It has nice ring to it don' ya think?" He stood up and pulled a handkerchief out from his person and handed it to the robot. "Here. I didn't even know robot's could cry."