In Magnus' stroll through the city of Athens, he'd eventually cross paths with Sage. She was currently sitting outside a small cafe, street side. Her long dark hair was bound in a loose pony tail, and she was dressed comfortably, a pair of white linen pants and a white tank top to match. She wore no jewelry and no major adornments beyond her glasses. The red-tinted lens giving her a rosey view of the beautiful city around her.
Under her fingers the faintly lit keyboards twinkled in the sunlight. Their lines visible, but just barely. She loved her work and she always worked on it. She had taken a vacation to Vegas just days prior and had returned with a hangover that only the Athens air would cure. She sensed him long before he got to her, the power humming in the air, setting off her own senses. A faint curl of her lip as she tried to figure it out based on the faint feeling she was getting. Who was coming closer? Frustrated she didn't know and waited, patiently, watching the streets.
Ahhh she thought as she saw him round a corner. Interesting rolled another thought, colliding with a few others as she shifted in her seat and reached for her mocha. A sip or two later she was smiling, she loved the mochas. She was rather curious as to what he was doing in her city. Not that she had ever laid claim to it but nonetheless she felt it was hers. In a fairly rash move, she called out to him. "Why hello there. You're someone I never expected to see in the fair city of Athens." her English accented by the native Greek she did not speak in front of him.