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(OOC note: that "Ah" down below is to detail the sound effect in the clip since I can't find it anywhere)

The slums were of little concern for Emile. Perhaps it was her noble upbringing and frightening lack of understanding for the world with her newly found amnesia, however she didn't feel afraid. In fact, it was almost natural to the young woman, almost as though she had been there many times before. She found she could guess what was around any particular corner with a high probability of success. Without any clear destination in mind, however, Emile finds herself wandering without any real destination, and once again becomes lost.

[color=slateblue]"Well... getting lost at a time like this really is annoying..."[/color] She groans softly, before correcting herself with a mere 'ahem', staring up at the night sky, stars glistening in her eyes like gemstones. [color=slateblue]"Well... at least the sky is still memorable..."[/color]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vH7rcJ2RWPM]Ah.[/url]

A vivid flash crosses her vision, yet for but a fraction of a moment. A memory appears in her mind, however vague and misleading. It's but a simple canvas of a memory, herself staring out from a tower at a starry night sky. It's a beautiful scene - one of peace and serenity, and...

... danger?!

[color=00aeef]"What are you thinking? You know how easely you can get hurt in these parts?"[/color] Spoke a familiar voice, his hand resting on her shoulder. Emile spun around deftly, only to be greeted by a rather scary-looking Grian, much to her dismay.[color=slateblue]"I-I-I, uhh, I-I mean I c-can explai-"[/color] When she saw his expression, she knew he wasn't having it. It reminds her of the feeling when she knew she was in trouble or she'd made someone mad. She doesn't like that feeling. It seems, however, Grian wanted to change topics quickly, and instead focus on the building where the fire once was. [color=00aeef]"Do you have any idea what happened here?"[/color] He asks her bluntly; she almost had half the wit to reply with a yes out of spite. 

[color=slateblue]"I have no idea."[/color] Emile responds somewhat calmly. [color=slateblue]"It's weird, I asked around a bit but nobody seems to even be aware it happened... Kind of like my own predicament."[/color] She found herself unconsciously muttering that last part, still unsure of what her 'own predicament' actually was. Even so, fires disappearing wasn't something she was used to. If this was commonplace in this world, she knew she'd need to know why and how. [color=slateblue]"Maybe we should take a look inside to see if anything has happened...?"[/color]