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More people made their way into her bar, several were just regular customers, but three found their way to her table. There was Yen, a fellow ghoul, but she knew she'd never really understand what he went through, no one treated her like they treated him. She still had her pretty face, never aging. Most people didn't even know she was a ghoul herself until she told them. The only give away was her left hand, and she usually didn't flaunt that around. his eyes were old, and wise, and to probably no one but Emma, they looked kind. She smiled at him as he sat down, he was somewhat of an old friend of hers. His shop down the way had a way of drawing in a lot of her regular customers, and vice versus, his random customers had a way of making it to her bar. His customers included her bartender, but she knew outside of her bar (and especially in Yen's shop) he was rude to any ghoul. He even had a hard time working under Em.

Em grabbed her glass of whiskey and finished off the almost full cup and looked back at him,

"I'm alright, hoping to have a few more applicants for the Reix, but can't complain too much, the bars getting good business."

The bar got louder as she said this, as though in agreement to her statement.

"I did have a favor to ask of you, I was going to make my way to your shop tomorrow, but since you're here anyway...My old pistols been on the fritz, and I could normally fix it myself, but this tick is just something I can't seem to figure out."

Em's charm and charisma oozed of out her. It happened anytime that she talked, without her meaning to. That and her pretty face was the reason so many people liked her, and would do almost anything she asked of them. It was nice, but she got somewhat bored with it, not much of a challenge.

The lights in the bar started to flicker, but then steadied. The place was nice, but it was still pretty old technology. Em's eyes were very sensitive to light, and she was probably the only one that noticed the fluctuation in how bright it was. She let out a small sigh of worry, she hadn't told anyone, but she was starting to lose her vision and hadn't been able to scavenge any glasses that helped.

Just as she started to think about her problem, two more made their way over to where she sat. Alex and Niklas. At Alex's question she looked at Trent,

"You want to tell him where to go?"

Alex wasn't really someone Em knew anything about. So she left Trent to give him any information that he needed. As for Niklas, she nodded her head towards him in acknowledgment to his greeting, but looked away. She knew him a little better than Alex, but didn't know how to feel about him or his mask, she'd never seen him without it, and she never trusted anyone that she couldn't really make eye contact with. After the exchanges, Em turned her attention back to Yen, awaiting his answer.