All things considered, it wasn't a bad start to the new year. Metis let out a soft sigh, the misty warmer air unseen as she carefully picked her way through the winding paths of one of the city's parks. No kidnappings from New Year's Eve, no repeats of the horrific beginning of 2015. Her thoughts drifted to those events, to those she'd encountered and joined in the rescues.
2015 had been a year of kidnappings though, hadn't it? The Carnival drifted into her head and she frowned a bit, gloved fingers digging into her arms as she crossed them over her stomach. A chill unrelated to the January evening came to her, and she pressed on.
Auras from the area prickled her senses. No Chaos for the time being, but that had a tendency to change rapidly. Another sensation had her attention as it was. Stronger than her, and... stronger still. Not a Royal, but something about the aura made her envision light and warmth, a curious nature that brought her towards the source. A copper figure met her vision at length, though she could tell no specific details of them. "Hello? Pardon me, I don't mean to intrude. Just... your aura..."
Her voice, that had started out warm and chipper, faded slightly in curiosity, head tilting slightly. A knight. That much she gathered from the aura. But what else was she feeling..?
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