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There is a rather bored warrior propped up at the bar playing with a pair of wicked-looking daggers.

There's a glass of Jack Daniel's on the rocks nearby.

Bored...playing with sharp objects...and drinking. Good plan eh?

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Helva has her 'oooh shiny' moments on occasion. The daggers get a curious look. "Hello," yes, she's chipper.

Sheik's deep red eyes look over to the woman curiously, and he slides his heels off of Bar. "Hello, madam." he greets her warmly, although with a rough accent.

She walks closer, moving slowly but with grace; stops before she comes too close.
"You look as if you wish you had someone to use those on," she chuckles wryly.

He grins from beneath his muffler, and flips the daggers around in his hands, then slides them into the scabbards just over his shoulder blades.

"Just a tad bored, madam." he replies, still smiling.

"My name is Sheik." he slides smoothly out of the chair and into a graceful bow.

She returns the gesture, though it may look a good bit less practiced on her part.
Sheik might also notice eventually that she doesn't have a shadow, and makes little if any sound when she moves.
"Oh, that wasn't a worry on my part. Only wondering who the lucky or unlucky person was." Her eyes twinkle. "Mine's Helva. Nice to meet you, Sheik."

He smiles, pulling down the muffler to reveal her face. It isn't polite to keep such disguises in polite company.

Sheik's face is sharply angled, but distinctly feminine, framed with bright blonde hair. Her dark red eyes peer out from behind her bangs and when she smiles, one can see that her teeth are perfectly white and slightly pointed.

"It is nice to meet you as well, Helva." she answers. Sheik returns to her chair and pulls out a chair for Helva.

Helva sits across from Sheik, a smile on her face. She tilts her head, wondering, "why the disguise? If you're easier keeping your face veiled, I wouldn't take offense."

"Some people find it easier to see me a certain way." she explains. "It's no trouble. I can speak more clearly this way." She decides to stop there...for now. The whole split personality thing may be a little complicated to explain.

"I do not believe that I have seen you around. Have you been here long?" she inquires, tilting her head to the side slightly.

"A day or two, no longer. My ship's outside," she waves toward the back door, not the front. "Couldn't fit it in here, so I had to wait to walk in."

"What about you?"

"A while." she replies, taking a drink. "Probably a month or so."

"You sail?" she asks, interested.

"Not...quite. My ship moves through the void between planets, for the most part. Flight rather than waterborne sailing."

Sheik scrunches her face, not really understanding. "Hmm." she murmurs, taking another sip. It sounded strange, and probably magical...

"What sort of world are you from?"

"It's called Earth. A world that's somewhat like the lake and forests out back, in some places,
desert or jungles elsewhere, cities or towns...
a lot of people live there.
I haven't been back in a long time. Shipboard's been home for me most of my life." She shrugs.

"If it looks like the lake and forest, it is very similar to my home, Hyrule." she replies, finishing her drink.

"Sometimes we must make our homes where we must." she adds, understanding difficult situations. Sometimes home even feels like an alien land.

"Or with people, rather than places. Hyrule, is that your home world or a place within it?"

Sheik nods, Milliways has become more familiar to her than her own castle at times. The people are always so friendly.

She chuckles. "The kingdom of Hyrule spreads over the known world. It is rather small though." she replies.

"Have you met many people here so far?" she inquires.

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