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Dycepius walks through the town, ignoring the uninviting glares from the vampires that roam it. He approaches a man on a bench on the northern portion of the square. Irritated, the man on the bench bares his fangs and says "What do YOU want?"

Staring at him for a moment, Dycepius reached into his pocket. He pulled out a photograph. "Tell me if you have seen this man.", showing it to the vampire, demanding rather than asking. The photograph contained a hooded figure, seeming to be a powerful presence, and appears to of been barely captured in the photo. He was shown from behind, apparently the best that the anonymous photographer could get.

"No, now get out of my fu-..." The vampire said and paused, thinking for a moment. "Actually, I think I did. He went into the Spider Forest to the east of the city." Without thanking the man, Dycepius walked east. "Jackass!", he heard from behind him, but again ignoring.

"First off, I know bloody well I have to be on guard," an second, I lived in a temple half my life of course I can eves drop. and better than any gods cursed pick pocket I will tell you.” she said and took a small ally leading towards a hotel popular with mafia men, she had preformed there a few times so she would not look misplaced. Once she had arrived she went in the back way ignoring curses from serving girls. She had deserved it any way. {She stole there nights profit.} She gathered from a birdie of hers that Garvix was living in his fife home third street down number 4867. Lark thought moment and decided she had a little time for fun before she had to go and repot back. She tugged her top lower on her chest and picked up a tray of drinks. Then she walked into the common room. Men were lying about some sat in circles discussing quietly others were so drunk they probably had just passed out on the floor. Lark walked up to a group of men discussing in whispers. "Can I interest you in any thing gentlemen?" she asked them. They stopped there discussion and glanced at her. There were six men all in nice clothing. One had hazel eyes and a y shaped scar over his left eyebrow, he was very pale but had black/blonde hair that was popular with teenagers. He said. "Yes, I would like ale all around. " she nodded and went back to the kitchen where she poured out six ales in leather jacks. Walking back into the common room lark saw what they were whispering about. One man was holding an inscribed throwing knife like the mafia men carried and was taking about some ones death. Lark walked up to the table. The men stared at her. The dagger had disappeared. Lark handed at jack to each man smiling as she did. One man motioned for he to have a seat next to him she did and glanced at his face he was sweating profusely and was nerves. Once she was settled the man took out the dagger. "Do you know what this is?" he asked her as if he asked a small child " no, but it is very pretty." she said tilting her head well looking at the dagger. Of course she bloody hell knew what it was! But a serving weantch had to be quite and unknowing, good only for bringing ale and to use as a bed warmr. "it looks expensive." she said after a second. "were did you come by it?" asked lark as if she had noidea. "umm, i bought it from a market seller." he lied, lark could te he lied. dumb itiot. lark looked at the clock in the cornoer. damn! she was late. she looked at the men and said. can i get you more ale?" they shou there heads and wispered among there selfes. odivously haveing no intenshion of letting lark up any time soon. "the man next to e wiser some thing and eyed lark. then the othere men nodded. "how much ?" the hazle eyed man asked lark hated it hen this happeded. she shok her head and scuted back but one man had hole of her wrist. she kept he other had to the floor and tugged out a throwing dagger and put it the the mans hand at he wist. "sir i must be going. she said harshly as he let go ing fear of haveing his hand cut. lark walked out the back door and back through the alt twords dycepius.

lark stood in the town center.she leand on a pole and watched the crowd for her partner. people were walking past ether glareing at her or ignoring her compleatly. she was tired of standing aroud and wanted to take some thing. her hand twitched at her side.

lark spoted the car and looked around. "damn!" she hissed. and glanced around he was late. she sliped off after the car. if he wanted to find her he could. {neacklace hint hint} the car was eay enought to follow. lark walked down the street keeping the car in sight.

Dycepius walked up from behind Lark, seeming from thin air.

"Did I miss anything?" He said calmly, his eyes focused on the vehicle in front of them.

"no" lark said without looking up . she was busy inspecting a book. and walking slowly down the street she passed the car and stopped a few yards down to lean in a street pole.

lark then looked up to see Dycepius "she smiled a gleming smile and bounced to see him. "i'm so glade to see you after your trip!" she said and embraced him warmly. " they stode next to the car and to any f the gaurds it would look as if a young cople wa just reunited after the mans going away. "did yiu bring me back any thing?" sh asked and looked up hopefully.