Nothing. Ash could not think of a damn thing to help promote his campaign. He had been around the city for like an hour now. Spotted a glimpse of Loriel, avoided her. Grabbed some groceries and then realized how little he had accomplished. Finally he had decided to bounce on over to the library and 'convince' Dorkle to get him some books off the record again. He began walking towards the monster who was currently having a conversation with a member of the guard, but stopped short as he heard her speak. He quietly hid behind a shelf and listened in.

[color=f6989d]"...out on the perimeter of the lake. I don't know who it was, but there wasn't much dust there. I almost didn't spot it. It was probably a helpless little guy, like a Whimsum or something, and that just makes it that much more infuriating to me. There's a human, somewhere between here and the lake, picking off those that they think they can! That's eleven now! 11 monsters that we know are dead, and how many more that've been missing?"[/color]

Ash's ears perked up like mad and he grinned like a fool. [color=f26522]"Nelson, did you hear that?!?"[/color] He whisper-shouted. Ash's butler was inspecting a book, but quickly put it down and turned to his employer. "Yes, Ash. Please do not tell me you're after that human." Nelson sighed. Ash grinned somehow even wider. 

[color=f26522]"Of course I am!... But, what's a human?" [/color]
"Maybe when you're older, Sir Ash."
[color=f26522]"I am an ADULT!"[/color]
"If you insist master Ash."
[color=f26522]"Whatever, I'm gonna go find it!"[/color]

And with that, Ash stormed out of the building, grabbing his Drillsaw by the door. He used his favorite mode of transportation, hopping inside of it and propelling himself with his flame magic. It was much faster than walking, and would get him to the forest, through the forest, and to the lake fairly quickly. As long as no one in the lake killed the human, it'd be his for the taking.

[color=f26522]"Free glory, here I come!"[/color]

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System 'Hmph'ed at the empty carton of milk. Damn, she'd have to get more. She sighed as she slipped on her blazer and slippers and walked out the door, not bothering to lock the door or put up the "Closed, return soon <3" sign she had made for situations like these. Business was slow, she wouldn't need it. 

She got her milk but decided on the way home that it would be a good day to return her books. She set the carton of milk down on her desk and picked up the book she was reading, as well as a few others she had. Again, she set out, this time her destination being the library. Maybe she could talk with that nice fellow who had recommended her some books before? This time, before getting too far away from the house she made sure to put the sign back on the door; she was probably going to be gone for a little while this time, she just felt it in her bones.