Sylent Nyte
Lame title is lame, if you have suggestions feel free: Boop
Odain had been rooftop hopping. She'd brought along a cloak since the weather had gotten chillier at night again. Which was unpleasant as under dressed as she was for the weather. The page had learned how to do the roof top shuffle a while back and was practicing to get better. It was almost like that new trend everyone was doing.
Granted she didn't think Parkour was her style it was interesting to watch and maybe pick up a few ideas from for roof top hopping. She paused on the roof top of a local bakery, not far from the club distract. She felt a distinct aura of chaos.
The Page was trying to figure out where the aura was coming from . . . this was one of those things she needed more practice with. Since, she couldn't just hunt them down, it was like a game of hot and cold. . . .
