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Rob was now gone from the bar, and the game of cards on the stage had finally wound down, with Syra walking away with less than she had likely hoped, and the strangely chipper man getting the final prize of the ruby. All in all, an odd night Ash though. But then again, this seemed an odd town. He allowed his eyes to follow Syra a short bit, before noticing her being approached by several figures. The sight made Ash leery, he had no trust for the people in this town, and the ones with Syra now seemed like he should have even less. Ash was about to get up and join Syra, but something caught his eye, somewhere standing near the doorways to the bar. The Captain allowed his gaze to wander for a moment to the side of the room, long enough to witness... A woman. A young woman to be exact, with dark skin, and obsidian colored hair, a Rockian to be sure. But her face, her soft, cute features...
Ash was frozen in place. He couldn't move. Both his ability and his will to do so seemed to vanish and overtake him all at the same time, as if he needed to sprint away, but needed to remain completely still at the same time. He strained his muscles to keep his mouth from opening in shock. What he was seeing surely was not what he thought it was, it could not remotely be real. Either it was drunkenness, a hallucination, or a wild coincidence. The woman seemed smiley, cheerful, and began to make her way out of the bar, off to enjoy more of her time in the city no doubt. After a few moments, Ash was able to sit back in his chair, barely moving again. His breathing was deep and heavy, he took another gulp of his liquor, but it would likely take a few more to help him forget.