It was months patrolling. With home not being as welcoming as before, there was no point in pretending and making excuses why he was going out or limiting his patrols. With reckless abandon he went out and made note of chaotic activity in Destiny City. He knew that DMCers were limited to mirrors for their entry points which meant they had to have areas that were more heavily concentrated with access and exit points than others. After a while, he decided his best bet to find anyone would be to find a spot close to a shopping district that trickled out and went to a less active park.
And it was there he waited. He had asked Faustite to come later to meet him here for help as anyone he found he wanted to ensure would be killed and destroyed which meant he needed their starseeds removed. Lacking the ability was bitter for him, but he was glad he had company that was more than willing to thrive off of the donations. Most of all, he needed backup. He lacked an army. He had no knightly court as no knights he met so far wanted to dirty their hands with murder. With no comrades to help his numbers, he knew he would need to play smart and dirty to get anywhere. He needed a plan, and this time, he could think of one that had worked well for him because it had been used against him. He knew the place. He gathered the supplies. He set it up. He didn't need many for it. An officer or two really. Just enough to get what he needed and rid the evidence.
It had been well past two hours before he felt the trickle of energy. Tonight, he had a game plan. The small mirror agents he had found had been fruitless dead ends no good for anything more than leaving a body and a calling card back to Leto of what he was up to and that he was working against her numbers slowly. Most knew nothing of how their operations worked, and he was growing more and more frustrated by their uselessness. He had only seen Leto once but since it was just pointless lackey after the other and even their blood left him wanting more and more.
He needed a higher official for intel. He needed information to reach Leto and Remaque at their heart to really destroy their organization and bring them to their knees.
And then, with a glimmer of Chaotic power, he felt it. "Time to go." He said, and moved out, moving quick past the park in the direction of the energy signature.
Noir Songbird
