Cinwi ran for a long while, long enough that when she came to a much-needed stop her legs were burning. It took a damn lot of running to wear her out usually, but then it wasn't every night she ran with a dizzy head and sore back, so fuck it, good enough. The girl hunched on her hands and knees, finding to her relief that she was alone, at least for the time being. 

[color=2e3192]"Fuck, ow,"[/color] she grumbled, rubbing a hand through her hair and over the tiny horns buried within. No blood, at least her skull wasn't cracked. Bastard had hit her hard, but not smart, and though her jaw was sore and her tongue had been bitten, she well preferred that to a concussion. Still, she was a tad fuzzy and that certainly wouldn't help in the worst-case. 

So instead she leaned back against the streetlamp and slid onto the ground. A little break wouldn't hurt, besides, the chasers would have plenty of other things to deal with other than some stray Youkai sitting on the sidewalk. At least that was what she thought, anyway. It very suddenly and very shockingly became clear that no, in fact she wasn't out-of-the-way, and yes, chasers could in fact be looking around for any and every Youkai in sight. 

[color=2e3192]"Holy fucking shit!"[/color]

The posts shook and that startled her enough, but then when she looked up there was a man hanging from the light, casting his own shadow into the illuminated circle. He was silhouetted at first, but when she scrambled to her feet she got a better look at him. Human, duh, chaser, duh, but not some pushover like the one at the tavern had been. This guy looked serious, like one of the ones who actually [i]did[/i] something with their powers. Well damn.

Cinwi's eyes nonetheless turned hard, and an angry scowl took over her face at the blood's mention. Serious or not, the fucker was still a chaser. [color=2e3192]"You start every conversation like a god damned monkey? The fuck's it to you if I'm having a busy night?"[/color]