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It seemed there was precious little for her to do at the moment, Chii mused silently as she turned away from the group and looked out across the gleaming Seraphim city. Cadogan seemed preoccupied, Garran and the others, Neon among them, had all went to investigate the murder of senator -whatever his name was-. Sighing softly to herself, Chii rolled her shoulders and then set off in a random direction. The small dragoness wandered a bit, her pace unhurried, leisurely, she ignoring any looks, stares and or whispers directed her way from the seraphim she passed. Eventually, Chii's wandering led her near the gates of the grand city. Stopping, Chii stared up at the vast expanse of clear blue sky, frowning slightly as she stared at nothing in particular. She felt alone here, restless, maybe even a little bored if Chii were being honest with herself. What was there for a daeva to do in this place?

Aa Chii lowered her head, her focus suddenly sharpened, the dragoness's golden-silver flecked eyes narrowing slightly as Chii stared intently at a distant figure. From a distance the man's features could not all be seen, yet he seemed familiar. There are things about each man and woman which set them apart. Not just how they talk, act, look, but how they walk, the way each carries themselves. Small things that one comes to know over time. and Chii was certain that she knew the man. Setting off at the same leisurely stroll as before, Chii tailed the man, he a tall seraphim-human mix with a somewhat lanky frame, lightly tanned skin and long walnut coloured hair tied back in a ponytail which reached to the middle of his back. He would have, Chii mused with a brief smile, hazel coloured eyes... yes he would. And were he the man she thought, a small scar just underneath his left eye.

The man also seemed not to be in a hurry. First he went to a clothing shop where he purchased a ankle lenght heavy cloak. Was her leaving the city soon? If he were, Chii was going to follow him, if he were not, and if he was the man Chii was all but sure he was; then her task would be more difficult and surely would make things thatmuch harder on Neon. "I don't want that," Chii murmured to herself, her small shoulders slumping slightly as she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "But still.. I made a promise to them." After the clothing shoop, the man visited several more shops, picking up among other things some books and some very expensive wine of the red variety. At one point the man would glance Chii's way, though by some chance he did not seem to notice her in the brief moments his face was turned in the dragoness's general direction. Chii, however, did notice and seeing his face the dragoness's suspicion confirmed. "Monster," Chii hissed, every sylibal she uttered dripping with venomous loathing.

Oh yes, Chii remembered HIM. She remembered Trumpe. He, whom had visited the put where Chii had been yaken, the place where her parents and siblings had all perished, and the place where Chii had been left along with other daeva to die of starvation. "Leave them... We can get more," had been those final cruel words spoken through a cold and calculating smirk. "i'm sorry Neon... but if he stays here... I'll be making more trouble for you," Chii whispered under her breath, her voice cold as the coldest ice Hagumi could create, wavering, a chilled anger that penetrated through every fiber of Chii's petite body. On the move again, Chii followed her prey deeper into the city. How much time had passed, Chii wasn't sure, but the sun had passed the point of the noon hour and was on its slow, steady decent toward the western horizon. The hour was growing late, but night could not come soon enough for Chii.
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