{You changed your outfit. For your outfit all the white should be the color opposite your favorite color on the color wheel. Sorry, but it will fit the best with your cloak. If your (F/C) is white, the dress is black and vise versa.}
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Aphmau blinks, confused, as a man with brown hair and green eyes approaches you and her at the bar. He slits on the stool next to you and smiles, a rather handsome smile.
"Could I buy you two beautiful ladies a drink?" Aphmau blinks at the stranger, but you recognize flirting when you see it. You give a small giggle. This man could know something about Lord Burt.
"Free drink from a handsome man? Don't mind if I do," You smile at him and turn to face Aphmau. She gives you a confused look. "Excuse us for just a moment, would you? We have to go, uh, use the ladies room." {I couldn't think of a different excuse}
"Come on, Sis," You grab Aphmau's hand and pull her to the bathroom. Once inside, you flip the lock.
"What the heck?!? Is now really a good time for a root beer?" Aphmau says. You turn her towards the mirror above the bucket people was their hands in. The water is a filthy green.
"Shut up and fix your flower crown," you watch as she straightens her flower crown. "Don't you know who that is? That's Jeffery the Golden Heart!! He's a member of the Jury of Nine!! He works for Zane. He might have some information! I'm trying to help us out here!" Her eyes widen.
"(Y/N), you're a genius!!" Aphmau turns to face you, a wide smile on her lips. You smile back.
"I know," at that moment a problem surfaces to your mind. "Ugh, wait. Aphmau you don't drink, do you?" Aphmau shakes her head.
"Darn it!" You had never been a big fan of drinking yourself, yet you'd been stupid enough to agree to let Jeffery buy you a drink. You sigh and fix your shoulder strap.
"A girl's got to do, what a girl's had to do!" You grab Aphmau's hand and you both sit back down at the bar.
"Well, I was starting to think you girls had left," Jeffery says, smiling at you. You giggle and twirl a strand of black hair. You hadn't see Nicole for her to have a chance to dye it back to (H/C). Your roots were starting to show, at least.
"As if! Everyone knows werewolves are easily angered by things like broken promises and you did promise me a free drink!" This wasn't all entirely true. You, unlike most of your kind, weren't as easily angered as most would think. You smile as Jeffery's eyes widen in shock for a split second before returning to their usual size. Aphmau giggles.
"Well of course! I'm sorry, I wasn't aware that werewolves could be that beautiful." You blush naturally just as if anyone had called you beautiful, but you also take high offense to his comment. Obviously, you hide the offense.
"What can I get you?" A familiar voice sounds from in front of you. You turn your head away from Jeffrey to the bartender, a woman with brown hair that's been dyed orange at the bottom (Ombré). She winks with one of her blue eyes.
"Just some root beer?"
You nod and she turns to Aphmau, without the familiar kindness. "And you?"
"Oh, I don-" You reach over and cover her mouth. She gives you a death glare as you say: "She'll have the same." Jeffery laughs and orders a third.
"Oh, how rude of me," Jeffery says, completely oblivious to the fact that the bartender switched taps after pouring his. "I didn't even ask your names. I'm Jeffery, Jeffery the golden heart."
"I'm (F/N) and this is my sister.... Mindy." The bartender sets the drinks in front of you. You take a drink of the soda, Jeffery takes a sip of root beer, but Aphmau just regards her glass wearily. "Go on, Mindy. Aren't you going to drink it?"
Aphmau, very much against her own will, takes a small sip of her soda. She lets out an almost silent sigh of relief.
Jeffery pays your old friend and she smiles at you. She gives you a look that says 'We'll talk later.'
~Just for old times sake, Le Time Skip~
You laugh as Garroth disappears into the woods, closely followed by two guards. Aphmau steps outside and scans the area before stepping out to the well. You slink against a wall and peer around it, making sure no guards would see you.
Suddenly a guard turns a corner. Right before he sees Aphmau, she jumps down the well. You wouldn't have time to follow her. Just before the guard spots you, a hand grips you and pulls you into the tavern.
"Airia!!" You hug your old schoolmate. She hugs you back.
"(Y/N)!! It's great to see you again!! Geez, I hardly recognized you!! Then I heard you talk and, oh (Y/N) I still can't believe it's you!!"
"I know! A lot has happened since high school! ((Comment if you want a high school side story!!)) I thought you were a blacksmith? What happened? Why did you leave Scaleswind?"
"Heh, it's a long story. What about you? Why are you here?" She smiles and you remember how shy she was in high school.
"I'm here with my lord, and no, not my father. The lady I was here with earlier, her name is Aphmau. She just dropped down the well, and I should go follow her." You turn and peer out the window, only to see that the coast is clear.
"Wait! Let me go with you! I came here to do what I love but I can't do that, so I have no reason to stay."
She looks at you, her blue eyes like saucers. You shrug.
"I don't see why not," she smiles. "Okay, just let me get a few things." You shake your head.
"No. We don't have time, listen, I'll be back for you in a few days. Right now, I've got to go." You throw open the door and swing your legs over the side of the well. You take your shoes off, hit the button and jump down into the water, soaking your feet. You wade through the water until you see Aphmau fumbling with a button. "Sorry, old friend."
You let her go through first and follow her up the ladder and through the trap door.
"HEY!" A guard shouts. You pull your spare dagger from the belt under you dress. Handy, right? You widen your stance and brace yourself for a fight. Except, he goes down without a fight. Garroth stands behind him, sword drawn.
"Lady Aphmau! (Y/N)! Are you both alright?" You and Aphmau both nod, her more shakily than you.
"I-I got the lords. Let's get back to Lucinda's place."
