IC: Vaíl, Ga-Koro
Vaíl wandered through Ga-Koro in search of an eating/drinking/sleeping establishment that possessed some combination of the "nearby," "still open this time of night," and "not 100% shady" characteristics, roughly in that order of importance. It wasn't exactly an easy pursuit, but she managed to find a place that met her quickly-lowering standards before too long. A lantern burned outside the establishment's door, but the additional light did little to make the worn sign more legible. She stepped inside.
"--eat those words, for I'm prepared to make you!"
welp
She quickly sized up the speaker. Weird-looking gold mask, everything else black, sword. Toa. Uncertain element - earth, maybe? Standing. Clearly unhappy.
His words seemed to be directed at a seated figure: Huna, armored in red and black, also sword, also Toa, probably fire.
She assessed this information within a single brief moment. Vaíl wasn't looking for any excitement this evening, but then again, she was also seriously hungry by this point and didn't want to hunt for another place to eat. Neither of the pair looked particularly dangerous, so she simply let the door close silently and headed toward the bar, hopefully unnoticed.