Chapter 37

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Lokeyia slipped out.

"I don't like it inside." she said. Abigail nodded.

"I'm worried. I'm so scared I'll have a panic attack here. It makes it hard to think of anything else." Lokeyia sighed.

The ferry soon stopped and they stepped out. Sara led them down a street which was lined with tall buildings. A small clump of trees stood in the centre of the street. Magda moved to climb them.

"No! We'll look like a bunch of idiots if you do that!" Sara hissed.

They strode through streets. In fact, Sara was right, Lokeyia didn't look out of place with that tattoo. Sara had a girlish look. Magda had the thirty year old look. Lokeyia had the twenty year old look. Abigail had a twenty-ish look too but she had the modern look with it.

Sara, Magda, Lokeyia and Abigail approached a large gold building. People stood outside waiting for customers.

"The Gold Grand Hotel!" Magda gasped, reading the sign.

"Well... we are very lucky! I have enough money to last us six nights there!" Sara exclaimed.

"Hello? Are you interested in the Gold Grand Hotel?" a voice asked. Lokeyia jumped.

A young woman in her early twenties or late teens stood before them. She had straight, white blonde hair and blue eyes. She had a light blue temporary tattoo, which resembled Lokeyia's. She had matching eyeliner and eyeshadow. The woman wore a black business jacket, a matching tight skirt that went down to her mid thighs, a white shirt and black high heels.

"Oh hey! Are you a tour guide from the Gold Grand Hotel?" Sara asked.

"Yes! I sure am! My name is Ava. What are your names?" Ava asked.

"My name is Caterina." Magda said.

"My name is Summer. Lovely to meet you, Ava." Sara said.

"Name's Zara. Pleased to meet you." Abigail said.

Magda elbowed Lokeyia, who had been completely silent. Ava smiled at her.

"And you name is?" Ava asked Lokeyia.

"Alicia, miss. Lovely to meet you." Lokeyia said.

Ava smiled.

"I take you are tourists. You don't sound like you're Meropian." Ava inquired.

"Tourists? What is a tourist?" Magda asked. Ava explained quickly.

"Yes. We are from Asteria." Sara's voice suddenly took on a foreign tone.

"Ahhh... Asteria. It's a bit hard to identify you. Alicia looks Pixellan, Summer looks Asterian, Caterina looks Cirician, whereas Zara looks like she could be anywhere from Cirices, Merope or Asteria." Ava said.

Ava refrained from saying that Magda looked like a lower class Cirician. Lower class Ciricians were well known for having dark brown to black hair and blue or grey eyes. However, the only person there from higher class Cirices was Sara.

"Wanna go to your rooms, girls?" Ava asked.

"Yes please!" Magda, Abigail, Sara and Lokeyia exclaimed together.

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