Natealie
A Mask of Nyarlathotep
"Well how about we talk over food?" Natalie suggested, taking a step inside.
The effect was instant, it was as if she had stepped into a repulsion field. She flung back at least 10 feet, falling to the ground with her umbrella cast to the side. She let out a scream in pain as she fumbled for the umbrella, desperate to get back into the shade. But it had broken and could no longer be used. Desperate, she ran under the roof of the building, shielding herself from the harsh light of day. There was not much shade, but it was the most she could get right now.
"... And now you know why I need someone to invite me inside." She informed Kaiko. If the dragoness was perceptive, she would be able to notice the fangs in Natalie's mouth as she spoke.