Aematta was hanging around in one of the local bars, in her human form she had long curly hair, draping down off her shoulders and small highlights of blue and red stood out against the whiteness of its base. Her clothing was black, pants a little baggy, a few chains hanging off here and there. A tight shirt hugged her torso as she sipped from a drink at the bar. She didn't even know what the drink was, really.. she had been so drunk she just told the waiter to give her anything, and by now, the drink didn't even have a taste to it. She could hear people talking, lots of people in fact. This place was very amusing, to say the least. She always stayed around to watch a good fight break out at times, maybe it was the thrill? She shook her head as these things ran through her mind, quite content with the day she had, even if she couldn't remember half of it. She only remembered leaving her home, it was.. a fight with her mom? Yeah, that was it. Eh, okay, not really a good day for someone else, but for someone like her who wanted to be free from her parents, it was a awesome day.
The bar was annoying loud as he entered through it glass doors, and the place stank of the bodies of others. Keba was never fond of loud, smelly rooms; they always made him a bit irritable, and who knew what would happen when he was in such a state. His hair was smoothed back as always, revealing his narrow face and golden eyes. He wore the same clothing he normally wore, a plain white tee and and yellow-plaid pants. He had on his "lucky" red bandanna, wrapped around his wrist, and he fiddled with it as he scanned the room. Many people were in groups, that kind of dissapointed him, but he stopped at a girl sitting at the bar. She was pretty from what he could tell, and alone. His lips tugged into his famous smile as he decided she would be his next. 
