Shortly after the tune that began to play started, Urielle would walk in. Dressed in her navy uniform, which was of course, loosened up a little bit. Uri's blonde hair was a tad messy, however as she sighed softly. Walking to the bar and plopping her ass down on a stool, nodding to the Tender, she spoke softly. Seeming to have a headache, or something that made her feel like crap. "Some kind of ale.. Please.."
She looked like crap. She wasn't wearing makeup, still vaguely pretty, although she had a massive bruise above her left eye. Which was probably the source of her headache, her lip was split somewhat as well. It was if she gotten into a fight. Or maybe fell down some stairs. The former was more likely the latter. How many women do you see falling downstairs? And it not being funny? This obviously wasn't funny at all!
