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Posted: Nov 13 2014, 08:19 PM
Joined: 11-April 14
Location: Pheonix, Arizona
Date: 11.3.14 || place: Granite Cemetery || 10:30pm
Behind the lids which darkened eyelashes clash with the skin her amber eyes look onto something that isn't there quite yet as she grasps a locket which doesn't belong to her, but someone who is using blackmail. shattered glimpses brush her mind as she holds the object fast to her palm, within leading her from the safe confines of her apartment near the campus. Tryhing to make the glimpses of what she saw into a road map walked the beaten path towards a place which isn't so walked as she passed patrons of the night without knowing or acknoledging. It was finally not long maybe ten or twenty blocks as she came to a ironed fence with a stout gate with a chain surrounding it.
Looking upon it she wondered of what this guy wanted or needed from her, it had to of been something greatly needed to ask her for helpeven with the mandatorium on the supernaturals not showing themselves or at least not doing such things in the public eye which is partially why the trail led her to this place. An open hand palm facing the stone as a cold calm came over her. With concentrated gaze the lock slowly at will came undone it was only greatful that no one to her knowing was following her and watching her do such things. with the gate now unlocked and the chain surrounding the frame was slack, she put the object in question in her pocket and untangled the links with her ears tuned to anyone of wondering. In quick concession the gate was open and she was through even though still confused to why this person needed her.
If it was possible that this person thought she could raise corpses or maybe talk to the dead or anything it wasn't within her complete grasp of knowledge quite yet. for she was studying that among other things and just hadn't gotten to that kind of magic for it isn't quite common among her kind, or at least to her knowledge she didn't know and just assumed on good intentions that it was true. with cautious footsteps in feeling the familiar creaks of teh leather sheaths on her arms as well as the one down her spine and thighs. she was really careful to hide these things even though none was a firearm, but knives and one short sword. Now as she tried to concentrate again with her hand around the locket saw the cemetery and a row of graves near something that looked like a upside-down cross and at the foot of which was a plaque so carroded with time in the vision she couldn't make it out and so she started the initial physical search of the grave or graves in question...