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To Mia's surprise the food was prepared pretty quickly. Which she didn't mind, she found the cashier entertaining. Mia liked him. Taking her food from Holland, she flashed him a smile before speaking. "Thank you." She told him before searching for an empty table. With her food in hand she shuffled over to a nearby empty table. Setting the food down, she takes her backpack off and sets it beside her. She plops down in the rather uncomfortable chair. She shrugs and takes a fry from the bundle. A sensation of hot aroma filled her mouth, causing her to in a way pant. They definitely were spicy fries, she smiled. Looking around the restaurant Mia didn't really know any who inhabited it. Looking back at the cashier, she smiled he was a pretty friendly guy and seemed to like his job and interacting with the customers who come in. Which is always nice and makes the place feel more welcoming. However being overly nice can be a bad sign as well, Mia doesn't trust easy and she's not sure she'll befriend the hunter just yet.

Upon finishing her food she puts all her garbage into the nearby trash bin. Picking up her backpack and throwing it over her shoulder securing it onto her. Heading to the door, she gave the place one last glance around before walking back out onto the crowded streets of their Sanctuary. Mia let out a sigh before walking along the path of those whom can't afford a home to live in. She preferred not to go this way but it's the only shortcut to her thinking location. Keeping her eye's up, not paying a mind to the beggars around her. Out of no where she was grabbed from behind, Mia grabbed the arm of her attacker and tried to get loose.

"Let go of me! Mia screamed, why was no one helping her? She's not the strongest out there and can easily be taken advantage of. Mia tried to reach for her knife, but couldn't grab it. She plummeted her elbow back, jabbing her attacker in the side, causing his or her grip to release from her neck. Quickly she turned around and kicked whom ever onto the ground before reaching for her knife. The dust flew up around her attacker, as she pointed her knife in their direction she waited to see who wanted to cause unnecessary violence.