Solita was a bit surprised at the slight squeeze Victor gave back. "Vell I don't mind having you close to me then, zo get az close az you vant. Az for you going into your own little vorld....ah vell a lot of people have that happen to them too. I have as vell many times zome dayz." Solita smiled. Then awhile afterward she was surprised. Here they both were within the Baazar. Solita could smell and hear many things. She absorbed everything around herself. "Vell.....thiz iz a very lively place Ja?" Solita looked at Victor. "Yes it is." She then heard something that caught her attention. She let go of Victor's hand before saying, "Wait here for a sec." Before going some crowds before stopping in front of a seller that was selling costumes. "Hello there young lady, see somethng that catches your eye?" The seller asked. Solita looked around herself before picking a costume. It was maroon colored, consisting of more than one piece. One was a top that showed her midrift, it had rows of golden coins on it. The other piece was short shorts that fit tightly around her legs. Finally, the last piece was a scarf that had a lot of coins on it. Solita gives money to the seller the excat amount that the price tag says before going to a changing room nearby and changing her clothes. She had the scarf now wrapped around her wait, it was tilted at an angle a bit and you could barely see the short shorts that fit her nicely beneath it. The seller looked at her amazed. "It was made for you." She commented. "How about I give you a free tamborine with it?" "Okay." Solita said, before happily taking at the tambourine the seller took out. She walked away from the stand satisfied. She then stopped to tighten the scarf, before continuing back to where she hoped Victor stood.

Victor didn't expect Solita to suddenly run off or tell him to wait but he did as he was asked though he didn't really feel comfortable leaving the young woman alone in that crowd and so drew his rifle but didn't aim or anything just held it in his hands, his hawk like eyes locked onto Solita's ears as she walked through the crowd. While she was busy buying herself something though Victor had to deal with something he rather not be bothered with, a small group of thuggish Bangaa had moved closer to him and were starting to harass and bother him in a way.

"Bah what is that foul stench.......oh it the stench of an off-worlder...." "Yes....the stench is nearly suffocating..filthy off-worlder..." "How many of your kind do we need to attack and sometimes kill before you get the message..." "Oh yes...like that worthless old man who came here....he made such fun sounds when he snapped his legs..." said two of the lizards while Victor simply ignored them till he couldn't see Solita any more due to her going into a changing room. Victor then turned to look at the group of three and said "I have no issuez vith your kind or you three in particular....zo can ve please not cause trouble for one another?" "Oh seems the off-worlder can't even talk right....bah...what did your whore of a moth-" the youngest Bangaa didn't even have a chance to finish his sentence before a large hole was blasted through his face and out the back of his head as blood splattered outward from the wound while gray matter fell in chunks out of the hole. This of course caused the other two to stumble backward in shock as civilians moved away or ran in panic and fear, Victor's kind eyes had turned hard and cold before he said in an icy tone "Niemand darf meiner Mutter so sprechen....Ich hoffe, dass Sie Frieden mit Ihr Gott..... vorgenommen haben." Before either one of the Bangaa's could even ask what the hell he said Victor had switched his weapon from range to melee mode, he quickly slashed the female Bangaa's throat open allowing her life fluids to spray out of her neck in a beautiful bloom of death only for her to slowly fall to the ground and land with a thud.

Her scaled hands tried to cover the wound and stop the blood flow but it wasn't enough sure enough her thrashing stopped with one last blood filled cough, her eyes soon became clouded by the shadows of the grim reaper and her tongue flopped out of her mouth while blood pooled around her. Victor saw that the last one had turned to escape but he was upon the oldest male before he could get more than a foot away, with another swing of his arm Victor's scythe cleaved the lizard in twain allowing two entire halves to slide apart from one another before falling to the ground and leaving a bloody stain as guts spilled out of the two halves. Victor by now was slightly covered in blood that speckled his shirt and his cold hardened face while the crimson fluid dripped off his scythe and onto the ground, his back was turned to Solita so he didn't see her come up behind him as he was still in his cold unfeeling state at the moment.

Solita continued to walk toward where she thought Victor was, she then had saw him but had stopped right in her tracks and saw the scene that was going on. The chunks of skin falling. The blood staining the ground, making it a bright red. The fear and panic within the atmosphere of the civilians, completely disrupting the almost happy tone the atmosphere had before. The death of another, dying the ground like the one before before landing in the ground and not moving again. A tug happened somewhere within Solita, feeling bad for the creature who desperately tried to hold on for dear life. Then lastly the death of someone just getting cut in two parts, making the ground more red and stained with much more things before. She stood there in shock for awhile. Before inhaling through her mouth. A queasy feeling had appeared in her stomach, due to the heavy stench of blood. So she wouldn't dare try breathing through her nose it would only make the queasiness much worse then before. Solita silently walked up closer behind Victor. When he was close enough to her, with both of her hands, Solita grabbed one of his hands. "Victor...." She began, her voice and face both filled with concern. Solita she could not think of anything else to say to Victor. So, she silently just looked at his hand.