<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">~Out Near the Market~</span></strong></div><div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v156/VampireSakura/sasuna.jpg)</div><br/>Oliza would place down her cup of tea and reach both her hands out towards Leon waiting to retrieve the dish. When she did, she'd find herself in a very proper fashion of holding the plate leveled with her chest, a twirl of her fork and then raising it to her mouth. Opening her mouth, she'd send the fork into it, without slurping to take in the first bite without a single drop falling from from her fork. Oliza was very neat with what could be a messy dish. She'd chew with her mouth closed, closing her eyes to savor each flavor. "Not bad." She answered him after she swallowed and her mouth was clean. "Never had beef with Alfredo before, did not think beef complimented it with its distinct flavor." She told him honestly before she'd move on to her next bite.<br/><br/><br/>Out Near the Market~ Passing by the tree<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v156/VampireSakura/Annrika2.jpg)</div><br/>The sounds of chatter and people moving about filled her ears as she wondered about. Eyes widened, this was the past? Her mind asked her. Did her parents really live during this era, it was quite hard for her to believe and she found herself laughing hestically that it drew some attention to herself. "Hahah, sorry!" She waved them off as she continued on through the market place. What was she looking for really? The market place was full of life as she wondered through endless rows of goodies and different assortments of treasure from the past that she found herself giggling to herself once more. She was definitely going to tease her parents about how hideous of a time this was. To think in about a year from now, her father would meet the greatest woman of all time; her grandmother and before look he would met her mother of which she had to make sure did happen after all without those two she'd be a none existent child and that was a no no.<br/><br/>Continuing on the course, her light brown boots crushed into the ground underneath the weight of her body, the wind would soon pick up and flutter shoulder length light brown tresses in the breeze. "Where was he?" She asked herself as she stopped just a yard away from where Oliza and Leon where under a tree. Her hand would raise as she'd block the sun from her eyes and look about. If Leon did notice her between those two stalls it would almost be like a younger vision of his mother or someone that she felt looked like a relative.