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Under normal circumstances, a grey mist or puff of smoke might not have been taken as much of a threat, however, it was rather strange to have seen a woman APPEAR in a puff of smoke, and then tell her off, only to soon see a puff of smoke extremely similar to this heading back towards the gates as if moving by its own free will. Now THAT would cause some problems and raise quite a bit of suspicion.

A couple guards would fire off their light rounds, aiming to attack the mist with the light/holy elemental properties. If there was any darkness of undead in Lillith or any dark or unholy magic causing her to hold her gaseous form, the light rounds would explode in a powerful blast of light/holy energy, doing enormous ammounts of damage to her. Even if the rounds didn't effect her, several other guards had been drawn to the cloud by the weapons fire and had reported its existance to troops on the inside of the city, who would track the cloud until its creator could be dealt with.

Guards would continue to trail her as she moved about the city, keeping in contact with eachother via radio. There was only one way to make it into the Underground from the surface, and that was by use of the elevators, also surrounded by guards. The elevators were only able to be activated on the surface and in the underground, meaning unless the guards decided to activate the elevators to allow Lillith through, she wasn't going anywhere...

"I wish I had one of those orb thingies," Red said aloud, going through the stuff Eri had left behind, "Geez, you think that bird lady could have left behind something useful."

Her stomach rumbled.

"Why now?" gonk

There was no food in this fleabag inn, and traveling on a budget meant she hadn't brought much of anything with her, even an MRE would have been desirable, but she hadn't considered that a need. Restaurants and malls would be closed because of the lockdown most likely, but even if she could go she only had about four credits. A wrinkled stick of gum lay on the counter, its silvery aluminum wrapping sliding opening slightly at both edges. It was somewhat tempting, as it was the only slightly edible thing in the room. She stared at it, her compulsive side wanting to take it, her cautious side warning her against it. She sniffed it, it smelt a little stale, but still had a sugary mint scent.

"What the hell am I thinking, it could be a trap."

She went around the room and gathered up the scattered things, putting them back in the bag, the gum went in a neat plastic container. The spell book stayed with her though, she put it in a back pocket of her trench coat. She checked her pockets, she had a total of about 17.34 in her name after counting the loose change. She'd go and see if someplace, anyplace, was open nearby to get a bite to eat. The cheap inn which she was staying at only served beer and liquor, and she had no tolerance for the stuff. She needed food, but grabbed a handfull of peanuts from the counter on the way out just in case nothing else could be found.

Excuse me Miss, but perhaps I could be of assistance?

A kind, yet authoritative voice would call out to her as she rushed out of the inn she was staying at. When or if she turned she'd see a tall man with bright green eyes, and black hair. He was wearing a black Lamentian Guard Uniform complete with hat and white gloves. And at his side, he wore the sheath of a weapon he had recieved from Evan White, the CEO of Raven Industries. This was Colonel Nathaniel Briggs, and the man who had negotiated the contract between RI and Lament.

You seem to be distressed about something.

Unfortunately for Lillith, she'd be waiting for a very, very, VERY, long time. The elevators were currently not in use. At all. They had been set for use only in the most extreme of emergencies since using them would give an enemy time to enter deeper into the Underground. There were dozens of guards around the elevator area. All of them highly alert and looking for any sign of trouble. Groups of patroling guards continued to march around the area as well.

"This is recon team Lambda. The target is NOT in the store. Be on the lookout for any suspicious activity. Assume potent magical usage and stay alert. Over."

It seemed that for the time being she'd evaded the guards that had spotted her, but now the entire city was on lookout for someone that matched her appearance. There were no registered Drows in Lament since they were a very private group of people. Mostly humans lived in the city, with a few rarities coming in from time to time. Lillith's time was short...

And nothing would happen.

The guards were the only ones who could activate the elevators, because they were the only ones who could get the clearance to power them up and make use of them. This wasn't a normal procedure. Usually the elevators were open to any and all that wished to use them, however this was a lockdown, and things were different. Lillith would essentially be trapped in the elevator with nowhere to go.

She hadn't been in any big hurry, seeing as she had nowhere to go except search for something to eat. She turned, hair was tied in a long pony tail that swung behind her. The eagle insignia (Or whatever insignia Lament uses for its colonels) on the uniform would be recognized immediatly. She guessed that he was a colonel of artilary from the way the eagle was designed, but wasn't completely sure of Lament's rank insignias. There were peanuts in her mouth, as she had shoved a big handfull inside and a few were still unchewed. She swallowed so she could speak without being rude, a particularly sharp one scratching her throat on the way down.

"No problems Colonel, just on my way to search for a bite to eat," she said, secretly admiring his composure and rugged good looks, "Or will I be shot at for that too?"