Support Group

She's been living lean since she moved to the city, so Rosemary isn't going to turn down free food, even if the reason it's on offer makes her feel slightly sick. She didn't recognize anyone else in the group, but that wasn't surprising. The city was big and she'd only been living here for a little under three ten... no. A little under a month. Why did she keep thinking of time in tendays and standards, ever since that... thing happened? Well, she supposed, sipping her lemonade and scanning the room for a seat, that was what she was here about, wasn't it?

"Is this seat taken?" she asked, as she approached what she hoped was an unclaimed seat near a few nonthreatening looking people.

Crime Wave
Rosemary never thought of herself as particularly brave or heroic, and if the mugger had been trying to target her, she might have folded completely. But seeing someone else in danger tapped a well of... something. "Hey!" she said, stepping between the mugger and their target. She swallowed hard and tried to sound imposing as she continued. "You don't have to do this!"
(Feel free to assume your character is the mugger or the target)