[i][u][center][h3][color=c4df9b]~Darrel Black~[/color][/h3][/center][/u][/i]
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The sounds of the crowd, which were once harmonious with that of the clear day, were now stirred with disarraying chaos. It was perfect for the Carrion to slip through the bustling streets of the Marketplace without notice. That was good enough for him, the man never liking the responsibilities of attention. During his trek, he noticed all sorts of interesting characters.

Students from different regions of the world come to gather here for the chance to prove their worth and merit. Among those were colorful individuals that, while they caught his eye, proved of no real interest to the Carrion. The drunken fool and her skeletal companion; the loud idiot and his lumbering ape carriage; the racing buggard. None of them of course amounted to the sheer stupidity felt from the massive meteor flying overhead.

Casting his head up, Darrel’s expression deepened into a darker frown at the sight. And he wondered why he never showed up to these public events anymore. Judging from the chorus of screams coming in the direction he was heading, the man figured someone or something was in trouble. But alas, his powers did not work on falling rocks or the idiots who piloted them.

That was why he dismissed Moriel’s concern, striding towards the Colosseum with stride and hands in his pockets. No one dared to cross him, be it commoner or Imperial. The mere presence of Darrel Black brought with it whispers of fear and marker of death. Though Darrel himself could only grunt in amusement to these paranoid words in annoyance.

And he wondered why he never showed up to these places…moving along, he passed by a couple of sorts. Two female knights…no wait…one of them was definitely a guy…in any case, a third party stood nearby at full attention, dodging between shadows and hiding behind spare walls.

[url=http://i.imgur.com/nGdDbVE.jpg]Echo[/url] was peering out from her hiding spot, casting glances at the two from a distance away. She ignored the glares she was currently getting from both the chew who’s menu she had stolen to hide her face as well as that of her Spirit. Something were just too important and were worth earning punishment for.

[color=c4df9b]“Oh…my….god! Saren, look! It’s really her! The icy thief herself…oh I could just squee! I think I will, I think I will Saren!”[/color]

Saren sighed, wondering why she still dealt with her child of a partner. For some reason or another the girl worshipped Sienna and her unruly actions and had often tried to emulate them. She just hoped Echo wouldn’t end up getting herself arrested in this strict land of theirs…
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