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Miraj sat impatiently in the back of the pub as close to the nearest exit as possible. She had no real interest in being there. She would greatly prefer to be with her ailing mother to offer her comfort and to protect her. With the headquarters destroyed and Legends being hunted down, it put her in a precarious situation. She also knew from experience that often times it was loved ones that came to harm first. It was a tactic she'd used a time or two, and she knew it worked very well.

She resisted the urge to smirk at that thought. It was not something she ought to be proud of, but another small, chaotic voice within her tried to convince her otherwise. She had worked hard to suppress that wicked streak, but sometimes that 'little' voice was so loud it drowned out any common sense or logic she might possess. One way or another, she needed to find enough resolve to focus on the situation at hand.

She was in serious trouble, and it was more than just the normal sort of trouble she stirred up. It wasn't her doing and she had no control over the situation. That was likely the part that bothered her the most, because even when she lost control, in essence she still had some measure of influence. Even so, she was wary of accepting or offering help to another -- even if it was a fellow Legend.

Trusting no one was a habit she had formed at an early age.

Her eyes narrowed and focused intently on Dare in a way a hungry bird spied a worm on the ground. With a habitual smile and a brief nod she stood from where she sat and casually moved to sit across from the redhead, her drink in hand. She tossed her hair over her shoulder, perfect smile still in place. To any outsider watching the both of them, it merely looked as though she we flirting but that was hardly why she was there. What's more, she was far too vain, and the young man's rather frazzled appearence didn't interest her in the slightest.

If anything, it made him appear vulnerable to her, which was never a good thing. It made her want to try and pick him apart to see what made him squirm. Given the circumstances though, she quite sagely decided that it wouldn't be so wise on her part to do so. An ally had the potential to be helpful. Another enemy did not.

Instead, she simply greeted him with silence and a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

Another smile, but like her beauty it was merely a glamour for what was really beneath the surface. She leaned forward and propped her chin daintily in one hand as she gazed over at Dare with half lidded eyes.

"Are you certain you weren't?" she asked in a low, quiet voice so that only he might hear. Her tone was light and sweet, but there was a darker current just underneath. She tilted her head to the side to peer over at him in a curious manner before relaxing back into her seat to lounge there as though she were simply in the comfort of her own home.

"Mmm... the lack of attention, particularly by the women, could be because you look to be in desperate need of a shower. Clean clothes would also be a plus," she answered smoothly with a faint quirk of a grin as she reached for her drink. Her eyes danced with amusement, but they were cold and dark. He looked like fun. It would be interesting to see just how he would break, but she had no time for games.

"Rest assured I was not followed. I would know if I were," Miraj went on as she idly twirled a long lock of her hair between her fingers.

"Agreed," she acknowledged and for the first time since she had approached Dare her smile seemed a bit more sincere as it all but faded away entirely. What was left behind was a rather drawn look of fatigue and worry. It was also likely the most of her true self anyone other than her beloved mother had seen in a long, long time.

The situation called for her to be forthright and the other Legend had risked the chance of contacting her. She would give him that much for the time being until she decided that going along with whatever plan they might be able to concoct was worth her time.

"Any ideas so far?" she asked quietly in a neutral tone, "Or information concerning the.. ah.. situation. I've heard nothing but the basic facts thus far."

The pain so vividly written across the other's face startled her for a moment. Typically, the moment a person showed any sort of emotion of that sort, she pounced on it and used it for her own purposes. She usually saw it as weak, but this time she saw it differently. Whether it was simply a change of heart, or a brief moment of empathy, she wasn't certain but it was still... different.

"I'm sorry," she murmured sincerely before she even had a moment to contemplate the words that were tumbling freely from her mouth. She usually wasn't a person that freely offered symapthy for any reason, but she knew that it very well could have been her. She could so easily put herself in Dare's shoes, but then again, weren't they in the same boat already? Three of us are dead.Three Legends. Perhaps that was what made it easy. Despite the fact that she'd never really chosen to identify herself as such within the group, she was one of them. She could very easily be one of those three and Dare could be sitting across from someone else.

She could be next to be added to the list.

A shiver ran down her spine, though she smiled gently despite the cold chill. "Well then. Have you made contact with any others?" she asked before quickly adding, "Of us?"

Mira smiled. The fear from moments ago was replaced with a bubbly sort of amusement that left her feeling almost giddy. She was on the very verge of bursting into a fit of giggles. It was bad enough that it was starting to make her sides ache, but she was doing her very best to remain utterly composed. It wouldn't do to draw unnessecary attention to them both by her laughter. Instead she leaned forward onto the table with both elbows as she gazed over into Dare's face intently.

"Sweetheart," she murmured in a low, honeyed voice, "I'm not exactly in the running for that particular prize myself." A decidedly wicked look flashed across her face as she spoke and for a brief moment she even looked different. Her hair seemd a bit wilder and feathered, her eyes more fierce, her smile too sharp, and her perfectly manicured nails too long. It only lasted for a moment, and then the change faded away as quickly as it appeared as she cleared her throat and offered Dare yet another charming smile.

"But.. back to business," she trailed off, eyes still glittering with amusement and a hint of mischief.