Mai Westcott sat in the back of her shop, working on a hat that someone had brought in the day before for repairs. She sighed softly as she fixed off, a fair was going on outside and she was stuck in the house running the shop as usual. The train outside of her window passed by, making the small home shake and then stop as it went by as quick as it came. Mai was daydreaming again as she sewed and on accident she pricked her finger on the needle.<br/>"Ouch." She said to herself. She flicked her wrist softly and pulled her finger to her lips. The blood fell to her lips and she got up from where she was seated. She brushed off her blue corseted dress and walked to the outer room. Mai ducked under the desk and grabbed a bandage, she wrapped it around her finger and was about to go back into the room when she smiled to herself. She grabbed a hat and walked outside, shutting the door behind her.<br/><br/>All through the streets music boomed and people walked with haste looking at the vendors. Mai walked through the streets without a care in the world and wound up in an alley. Two soldiers were hanging out outside of the bar and spotted her. They laughed to themselves and started to flirt with her.<br/>"Where do you think you're going pretty little thing?" One of them asked. Mai kept her head down and said nothing. She tried to maneuver around but they blocked her path.<br/>"Look I need to be going, I can't waste my time on children like you." She said with a bite to her tone.<br/>"Oh? A girl with a bit of a fire to herm I like that in my women." The men laughed once more.