It didn't take too much to realize Aris Samuel wasn't from around LA. The way she talked was one thing, all prim and proper, no swearing at all, plus her pink sundress made her a target. Sure, she was from out of state, and she hardly knew what to expect of the city life. Walking through one of the worse areas, she hardly understood why there were so few people wandering the streets at 4 pm.<br/><br/>"Well lookie here; seems like someone's lost." A few men in black leather jackets stepped out in front of Aris, who blinked in surprise. "Excuse me" she muttered, slipping past them. She stopped when one grabbed her arm. "Ah ah. What's in the purse?" The young woman glanced down at the small spagetti strap purse she had over her shoulder. "Nothing, now let me through." she said quickly, jerking her arm out of his grasp. She hurried past them, not even noticing the lead man pull out a knife.<br/><br/>"Let go!" "Shut up, bitch!" Shouts could be heard not a minute later from the nearby alley that Nathaniel was walking past. He arched a brow, peeking in to see some guys roughing up some helpless woman. "I swear... they can never just get a hotel room..." he muttered, keeping his head ducked so his black bangs covered his icy blue eyes.