<div style="margin-left: 20px">River looked around the establishment as she entered, leaving behind anything unnecessary. The tall female stretching her limbs and absentmindedly brushing her long maroon locks back behind her ears. Her eyes were strange to say the least. Both harboring colors of green, brown, and Blue. Broken up and fragmented in her irises.																																																						<br/>
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	   It wasn’t long before she found her way to a booth, taking off a long, dark grey and blue trench coat and folding it neatly besides her. Underneath she wore a simple but revealing long sleeve low cut and basic black jeans. Unbecoming of the coat she had worn on top. Simple as it was she only wanted a warm place to do some writing, pulling out a well worn notebook from a rather large back she kept by her side. <br/>
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Occasionally looking around with curious glances at any patrons in view. Sometimes the looks were calculating, inspecting each moment as if she half expected someone to jump her. She was not the gentle looking type to begin with, having clearly seen her fair share of action.​</div>