Once Niko confirmed that she didn't have to get closer, Oriana seemed slightly less anxious. Over the course of the mission, the long periods without conflict or anything of interest happening had softened her posture a bit even if that relaxation vanished with each challenge that came their way. Far less interested in the argument below now that she knew her intervention wasn't necessary, the genin moved along the perimeter of the rooftop she and Niko were on to look for any more signs of trouble. Finding none, she returned to the dispute.
The civilians seemed to settle it themselves, if the potential customer storming off could be considered that. Satisfied that nothing else threatened to disturb the peace, Oriana continued to lead the patrol. She occasionally glanced down when they passed food stands and restaurants, slowing a bit to see what was for sale. With not much else to do, the pink-haired genin entertained herself by imagining how different foods would taste.
One vendor shouted something about hot coals, drawing her attention once more. Perched atop a streetlamp--a feat only possible due to her painfully low body weight-- Oriana examined the man's business.
For a few ryo, customers could have a towel placed over their backs or legs and hot coals set atop to relax the muscles. It was like a spa, but far less... Oriana's head tilted to the side as she thought of how to describe the scene below. It wasn't quite as professional as the bathhouses she had been to with various clients before her kidnapping.
Not wanting to think on the past for much longer, the genin returned to the rooftops and continued the patrol until daylight weakened and the sun began casting reddish hues over the Market.
Turning her head to face Niko, the short teen observed, "I believe we have finished."
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The civilians seemed to settle it themselves, if the potential customer storming off could be considered that. Satisfied that nothing else threatened to disturb the peace, Oriana continued to lead the patrol. She occasionally glanced down when they passed food stands and restaurants, slowing a bit to see what was for sale. With not much else to do, the pink-haired genin entertained herself by imagining how different foods would taste.
One vendor shouted something about hot coals, drawing her attention once more. Perched atop a streetlamp--a feat only possible due to her painfully low body weight-- Oriana examined the man's business.
For a few ryo, customers could have a towel placed over their backs or legs and hot coals set atop to relax the muscles. It was like a spa, but far less... Oriana's head tilted to the side as she thought of how to describe the scene below. It wasn't quite as professional as the bathhouses she had been to with various clients before her kidnapping.
Not wanting to think on the past for much longer, the genin returned to the rooftops and continued the patrol until daylight weakened and the sun began casting reddish hues over the Market.
Turning her head to face Niko, the short teen observed, "I believe we have finished."
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