[ aradia is casually browsing the media store in the early evening, picking through various types of music. she's been here for a while, taking her time, going at a leisurely pace and generally just keeping to herself.
she peers up and out of her reverie when she hears footsteps, perking at first at that green colour before realizing that no, that's not calliope, that is quite the opposite of calliope. she sucks in a quick huff of a breath and turns her back towards the doorway, attempting to make herself unnoticeable, as she's not in much of a mood for conflict today. ]