~At the final sounds of what seemed to be a duel, Miyuu quickly came back to life as fast as she had gone back to sleep. In front of her sat the now cold cup of coffee she ordered earlier that morning. Though she was a bit tired, she rose towards the wash closet to clean up her disheveled face from her collapsing on the bar for multiple hours. Looking into the mirror, a good bit of hair of hers was over her face and quite honestly completely out of place of where she had it this morning, her cheeks were red from resting them on her arms, and she had saliva on her face since her mouth was almost propped open from her face moving down into her arms. Whisking her hand through her hair real quick, solved most of the problems concerning her hair, the rest was fine with her. Next came her mouth and throat, which were both dry. To alleviate that, she had stuck her head under the water, taking a few sips before rinsing her face. Her red cheeks and dead asleep arms would just have to wait.
~After all that, Miyuu exited the wash closet with a stone cold face. She moved towards someone she mildly knew, and spoke to Damia, with a cold manner, "Damia. What did I miss while I was asleep?" she asked without any hesitation. Though the coffee was cold, she still drank it, best not to let things she asked for go to waste. At least she'll know what had happened from the best source for information in the guild, since most likely she is giving the information to the rest of the guild. Though something eerie hit her, she recalled the dream she had while napping on the bar, an actually nice dream for what she usually had, it was mostly here with all the colourful faces she has met. Maybe she didn't hate everyone here...