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((exits))

The sliding door connecting the two trains opened, and a little figure cloaked in darkness emerged. Her cowboy hat was down, she was staring at the floor, and her trenchcoat was wraped around her snuggly. She padded down the aisle and sat next to Naniku with a puff, she finally looked up and around, staring intently at the other passangers. She appeared to be no older than 14, but her eyes were too chaotic for a 14 year old to posess - regardless of the experiences a 14 year old would go through. Those purple chaotic eyes turned to the seat next to her, to stare uppon Naniku, and she blinked twice. "Where's Sake?" She blinked twice more, "My flamethrower's empty." She then smiled hugely, almost manically. "They BURNED!" She then seemed to crumble in on herself and resorted to sinister laughing. She liked flames.

Some glitter or sparkly object attracted the small creatures attention, turning her head and huge eyes to stare at a flippant gold card with a snap. She tilted said head, then jumped off the bench and walked slowly up to the other creature. She studied him for a moment, then focused on the card, watching it's wonderful golden beauty. "Pritty." She said simply, almost seeming to be mezmurized by the glint and glitter - as if she'd never seen something like that before, or she were lost in wonderful memories.

A train rolled to a stop in the subway system, metal screeching on metal. The doors opened, sighing with the rush of air. A small crowd rolled out of the transit system. Mercedes stood in the center of them, pulling along her luggage. She didn't carry much, her clothes, and most importantly, her supplies, the important ones that a healer, like her, would need.

Her vibrant green eyes observed the area, looking for the exit. Her curly brown hair was pulled off of her neck in an up do. She made her way through the crowd, heading for the stairs to exit the station.

The creature's eyes followed the card as the owner moved it back and forth. Then, those same eyes widened when the card advanced. She sat down heavily, as words floated to her. Something about cutting. "They don't cut." She shook her head rapidly, left to right. "They're soft. Warm." She smiled, almost normal, with the edge of her insanity softening slightly. She sighed heavily, then, looking down with sadness in her eyes. "That was a long time ago." She then looked back up and reached out for the card, taking it in both of her hands and staring at it intently, before pulling it inside of her trenchcoat. Her eyes then returned to the figure before her. "Who are you." She blinked twice, just staring now.

(Ooc: A fuzzle is sent in Adolphus's direction. Clarice is currently busy and is... weird. She won't notice you yet. ^-^ But I notice you, never fear.)

Aithne walked down the grungy steps to the subway, putting the token in the divider and walking through to the rails, sitting down on a bench. There was quite a large gash on her cheek that was already starting to heal, but blood was still dripping down from it, landing with a small drip~ on the cold concrete. She let out an aggitated sigh as she leaned back against the long since cleaned walls. Damn lycan had given her a harder fight then she had hoped. And now she was getting blood lust from the loss of blood. "If I don't get blood soon... I'll kill a mortal again..." she snarled to herself quietly.