Alina was staring up at the now dimming sky and wondered around the streets of a small town in New Orleans. She had been given an assignment to watch over the guardians by the other council members. They did this every few years to make sure the guardians weren't slacking off. She was glad she was chosen because this was her first real chance to see Earth. She loved the way humans did things and couldn't help but wish she was one herself. Although, she is very content in being a fallen angel.<br/><br/>Reaching her destination she looks up at the sign. In black letters it says, "The pit." She stared at the building for a minute and smiled a bit. Alina opened the door but paused before going in. She wasn't that good with talking with others because of her overly happy attitude. She had never really understood why she acted that way but everything just seemed great in her mind. The league, Earth, Heaven, and even Hell seemed like great places to be.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breathe she walks in. She scanned her surroundings and decided the best place to sit was at the counter. She takes a seat next to a girl who was talking to the bartender like they were good friends. Alina had just made it in time to hear her talk about fighting. This made Alina giggle a bit and she held out her hand. "Hi, I'm Alina." She said and started to wonder why the woman implied to the drunkards as humans and not people.