Freedom of The Wind (Private, Evangeline)

Lvneel kingdom. The Trade Center of the North Blue. Alyth had...not so fond memories of this place. But, this place was closest to the island she had just liberated, a small town full of slaves. So, now she was wandering the kingdom, armed with her two smallest guns, her trenchcoat over her double breasted corset vest and gray dress shirt, her maroon leggings clinging closely to her in the heat. She was wandering the kingdom because she had nothing to do, and she wanted a change of pace. But, even with the desire for a more peaceful outcome, her nerves from once being a slave had her constantly looking over her shoulder. It was one of her few habits and tics, and it was the worst of them. It took a while for her to finally stop looking over her shoulder, as it always did. But, for this moment, it was because she found someplace to sit down. A cafe. So, with a small, imperceptible smile, she found her way to an empty table, sitting down and sighing softly as she felt the weight come off of her feet. It was strange..she usually passed by places like this..but something made her want to sit down here, of all places. It was slightly unnerving, but she was going to deal with it for now. After all, she was simply resting after a day of freeing the oppressed and otherwise deprived from their burden of slavery. There was nothing intrinsically wrong with that. It was just her, taking a chance to relax.