It was a beautiful day; actually this was Aldrect and it was rather prone to beautiful days. Maybe the gods just loved the place (or maybe it was location, but why think rationally?) it was beautiful, end of story!
Most people were out and about with their kuhna or kuhna were out and about without owners, Evelon sure was diverse in the workings (heck, there were even Jedi here!) and it could also be confusing. Most people who were just starting out hung out awkwardly in Terrace park, but you could see them here, too. They were the ones who stared up in awe AND confusion at the churches. You could practically hear their questions:
"What's the religion here?"
"What's a Xai're? Is it a kind of fruit?"
"I'm really glad we get to do this." Kinomi said in his usual soft whispery voice as he trotted along side Spark. Kinomi was one of the kuhna who preferred his kuhna form. In all honesty he'd never even tried out a human form; didn't even know if he had one. So, walking along, he looked like he was the pet of the woman next to him. She looked utterly and completely human, albeit a weird human.
Her ears were more holes then flesh it seemed, bits of silver, gold, plastic, rocks of all sorts (polished and unpolished) occupying the space. Her eyebrows were also pierced quite heavily, one piercing on her nose and those "snake bite" piercing on her thin lips. She looked pretty scary. Her short, stubby red mohawk sealed the scary look. Toss on the cliche "Bite Me!" black T-shirt and the baggy dark grey cargo pants and there you had it, the rents worst nightmare!
Spark absently scratched her neck with nails she'd painted black.
"It's good to get out, I guess. I'm itching to use my hands. What cafe did they say?"
"Erm... Bashy...? I think... What a strange name for a cafe..." Kinomi laughed, finding the word really bizarre. What was it suppose to mean, anyway?
Walking for a bit they seemed to have trouble finding it. All the store fronts seemed weirdly the same. It made for a clean look but it also made it weird to find what you were looking for easily.
Spark laughed, "Whoever made this place... I like it already!" Spark said, jogging down the side walk and opening the door to the cafe. It stuck out like a sore thumb (IE: VERY colourful).
The sign was basically the Jamaican flag with "BASHY!" written across it in sketchy orange, red and yellow lettering. It was very cool and compared to the rest of the street it popped (not literally, obviously).
"Oh-oh..." Kinomi said, surprised by the sudden burst of colour. Spark opened the door, still laughing. Reggae floated out the door and into the streets, the beat was quick and fun.
"I like this place already." still laughing Spark entered the cafe behind Kinomi and waited for the others to arrive. Hopefully this place wouldn't be too huge of a distraction.