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As the morning sun beat across her still naked body, which had been turned onto its right side while she slept.
Now she woke slowly, stretching gently before standing to shower, then dress, careful to make her chest wrap, right arm wrap, and leg wraps perfect before finally pulling her skirt and shirt on, and the final touch, strapping her sword to her waist.
She shrugged herself awake and pushed from her room, then the inn and onto the hard clay street. Her mind still caught on the man she had met last night, the man who crossed hell.

She kept walking, soon out of the down and downright bored, close to the forest's edge. It was silent and creepy, each plant leaving an odd impression on her mental image of the land scape until she clearly felt an oddly familiar one.
She walked closer, still out of his range of view and grinned to herself, it was her dear old buddy from last night, she knew because everyone had a strange way of leaving their mark in her mind, his was his light feet.

She followed him carefully with her mind before making the move to follow and stay close to him, keeping him in her watching range but still staying a good distance from him, making sure he knew not where she was.
She wasn't sure why she was following anyone, let alone him, but here she was, stalking him in secrecy.

She stopped, his heart beat speeding for a slight second as his mind comprehended the situation and a silent curse slipped from his lips. 'Damn?' What was so damn about her. She muttered to herself, stepping into his line of view with a dark grin.
"Whats wrong with me?"
Her voice was soft and cold, and yet once again sharp.

She smiled slightly, waving her right hand absently towards him as she applauded her hiding skill and ability to stalk silently. A skill she was proud of and another one of the many reasons she praised God for blinding her both at birth and in young childhood.
"I'm just too good for you, so tell me, where are you going this fine day?"
She stressed the last part of her sentence, almost a joke to herself for being blind and therefore unable to tell that it was a good day besides the fact it wasn't raining.

She sighed some, his own voice mocking her a bit.
"Well, that just sounds peachy, doesn't it?"

She followed him silently, a good few paces behind him. She wasn't sure why she was following him, or even if there was a reason at all.
"Where are you going?"
She finally spoke up, her words soft and yet at the same moment empty and cold.

She stood there, her single remaining left eye locked right back at him, if not a little off his body and staring out into nothingness, no one really expected her to get it right, did they? But all of her mental focus was stuck on him, even to the point where she could almost feel the outline of his body from the break in the wind she felt.
She was silent a moment, passing herself for the best answer. She didn't actually care, and normally she never would have asked, and she had nothing better to do, but the truth was that she did, she could easily walk away and continue her journal without worry or regret, but instead she stood here....actually wanting to know.
Finally she let her shoulders slump some, then took a deep breath, and stood straight once again, her beautiful face held high and her empty left eye still locked in the center of its socket.
"...just curious is all."
Her words were still cold and emotionless, but they weren't harsh or mean, in fact they were soft and even in some sense of the word, kind.