A young woman, maybe fifteen or sixteen, dressed in somewhat ragged clothes and sporting more than a few bruises walks into a bar. It's empty right now, except for her. After staring at the exploding stars for a while, then briefly quizzing the bar, she has a nice, tall fruit smoothie for her free drink and solicits a book suggestion. She probably shouldn't stay here too long, but she can't pass up the opportunity to take a break from the rather intense schedule of Witch Wings training.

A young woman, maybe fifteen or sixteen, dressed in somewhat primitive-looking clothes and sporting more than a few bruises walks into a bar. It's empty right now, except for her. After staring at the exploding stars for a while, then briefly quizzing the bar, she has a nice, tall fruit smoothie for her free drink and solicits a book suggestion. She probably shouldn't stay here too long, but she can't pass up the opportunity to take a break from the rather intense schedule of Witch Wings training.

A young woman, maybe fifteen or sixteen, dressed in somewhat low-tech-looking clothes and sporting more than a few bruises walks into a bar. It's empty right now, except for her. After staring at the exploding stars for a while, then briefly quizzing the bar, she has a nice, tall fruit smoothie for her free drink and solicits a book suggestion. She probably shouldn't stay here too long, but she can't pass up the opportunity to take a break from the rather intense schedule of Witch Wings training.