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Why did you even take this bet? I'm sure if you wanted to know something you could just ask. Atropos wasn't opposed to Candace playing 'spy', as it was something the Mist huntress greatly enjoyed doing, but her target...

Another Hunter had approached her with Jordan's picture. They had no personal grudge or any nonsense against the Sun hunter, they simply wanted to see if Candace could spy on someone who was supposed to be smart and observant. But Jordan was her friend, and her best friend's fiancee. Fiance? Fiancee? They were engaged. If she wanted to know something she could just ask.

But then what was the fun in that?

It had taken some searching but in the end Jordan...wasn't really all that hard to find. The library was perfect. It wasn't unreasonable for her to be in the library, she'd practically been living there lately, but she didn't intend on being caught.

Candace quietly walked the rows until there was only one wall of bookshelves separating her from Jordan, where she slowly moved one book out from the shelf to watch and listen.

((IGNORE ME))

Jordan continued to take notes, his peripheral vision catching a flicker of motion but his mind not registering it as something that needed conscious attention. He was onto something, he was pretty sure, but there would be a lot of tracing and correlating involved.

Candace's retreat went totally unnoticed.

She was going down. Down like the man, with the man, look whatever, it made sense in his head okay. Kat, the devil spawn, the whatever spawn of the devil that had popped her into the Sahara unarmed and made her come back unscathed was going down. Even if Caelius decided to turn a blind eye to this problem, Mark knew exactly what was going on.

Kat was the spawn of the devil. It was pretty obvious as to why she couldn't die, wouldn't die, and worst of all how could everyone else carry out like this was totally okay with their lives. No, he wouldn't have any of this. He was totally going to get evidence of her demonic ways and hopefully manage to hire a small army of exorcists to use their powers of the blessings of holy angelic light to defeat her once and for all and maybe he was running on two Full Throttle drinks mixed with pure coffee and some Diet Coke but it's okay, everything was under control, way, way under control.

The look Mark gave Kat as he peered over the windowsill at her approximate direction was just a little creepy. Just a little. Thankfully he was like, ninja and stuff, all hiding in the bushes, and ninja and you know, stuff. Yeah ninja stuff. His arm twitched a bit from an overdose of ingredients that would probably kill a lesser man.

Okay, this one she was both nervous and excited for. The Hunter had taken her..very seriously. She had been handed Aria's picture. Great, lovely, fantastic. She just had to sneak up and spy on the woman who taught her how to be a Mist.

That was just ******** be okay. It'd be fine. Candace could do this. Her pride was on the line here, as well as curiosity of if she could find out something more interesting than Jordan liked to read and got really into his work. Surely a division leader would be more fun to track than a Sun. Candace managed to find Aria after some searching, switching to a pair of sneakers instead of her usual heels; less noisy, quicker getaway. The halls were a bit more risky but if Candace stayed behind corners hopefully she wouldn't be noticed. She pressed back against a wall and reached into her pocket for her compact mirror, angling it so it wouldn't catch the light but could help her see around the corner with hopefully less chance of being noticed. The portal room entrance was just down that hall, and she'd seen Aria go in not too long ago..

Having spent too much time cooped up in other people's dorms, Kat often found herself sneaking out to get her mind off things. The cafeteria was her first choice, but was currently unavailable to her at this moment. With no real destination, she ended up wandering aimlessly which lead her to one place in particular. Mark's office. Well, she hadn't exactly planned to stop by his office, but.. as long as she was here, why not?

Grinning to herself, she pushed the door open to find the room empty, no Mark in sight. Pursing her lips slightly, a little disappointed that her favorite hunter to annoy was not around, she let herself in. Well, just because he wasn't in, didn't mean that she couldn't mess around with him still.

First, she moved for the chair, sitting in it, spinning around in it for a good two minutes before boredom crossed her features. What to do, what to do..

Her gaze caught something--someone on the other side of the window, as she turned away with a bemused look on her face. Well now.. Reaching out, she grabbed at one of the documents upon his desk, looking it over before moving on to one of the 'classified' folders. She made no attempt to read it quite yet, but instead started searching through his desk for anything of interest, the folder still underarm.

"We meet again, Hulk Junior.." She grinned again, holding the toy up for that certain someone to see.

"No, like uh, straight straight..."

Harrison paused, looking up and finding Deryk in the crowd. He'd been a little over-cautious recently, and anybody staring at him too long got his attention.

"Hold on," he growled, shouldering his way through the crowd and towards Deryk in long, intent-driven strides. The bump was all he needed to get a hold of Deryk's arm.

"...You want something?" he challenged.

Deryk paled as he felt a hand on his arm. It was Harrison. He had been caught.. again. Apart from the fact that he was now in trouble with the moon hunter, a part of him sank down low as he had failed once more. He really was a pretty big failure of a hunter wasn't he?

"N-no! Just passing through. S-sorry.. Um.. yeah.. just... g-gonna.. go on my way..."