<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong>Mara Capra<br/><br/><br/><strong>Job~</strong>(https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br/><br/><br/><strong>When~</strong>15 September, mid-afternoon.<br/><br/><br/><strong>Tagging~</strong>Caliroesis, walking past Freya and Akira, open<br/><br/><br/><strong>Side Note~</strong>n/a<br/><br/><br/>Smiling widely, Mara nodded knowingly. “It’s addictive. Scientifically, of course. But also because it just tastes so damned good. I’ll get you a refill right away.” Gathering her empty mug, Mara made her way back to the counter for a fresh cup. She noticed being looked at by the new arrival, giving a slight nod in greeting along with a smile. Just that quickly, Mara had forgotten her horns were out. It was easy to forget when one’s head isn’t splitting in pain due to them being hidden. Her smile warmed to something of pleased amusement as she noticed the Host doing a fine job with the woman. Filling the mug with steaming, fragrant coffee, Mara marveled at how fortunate she was to end up at the Cafe. Only then remembering her horns were out, she sincerely hoped the wards around the building would truly keep all humans out. What would become of her if she were spotted? She’d have to play it off like they were fakes, from a costume shop or something. Licking her lips, she gave her head a shake. Why worry about things that might not happen? Present moment, Mara. Present moment.<br/><br/><br/>With a resolute lift of her chin, the Faun returned to Caliroesis’ table. Placing the mug carefully onto the table, she said, “Here you are, miss. If you need anything else, don’t hesitate to ask. Everyone here is happy to oblige.” She smiled pleasantly at the woman.