[hr][hr][center][h1][color=8040bf]Eudora Esmeralda Erebus [/color][/h1][/center][center][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/9c97af1a923cc8919fb10be85efee7f1/tumblr_inline_mgoow6Tjiv1qahu1s.gif[/img][/center] [hr][center][color=8040bf][b]Location: Apartments[/b][/color] [color=8040bf][b]Interacting With: O.M.E.N. Agent ([@Morose])[/b][/color][/center][hr][hr] Eudora felt a little disappointed that the neither of them recognised each other. She was slightly hoping for some epic clash, a battle of the wits or at least a glint of shock in his eye. But no, nothing. Eudora paused for a moment, her eyes flicking around as she went [i]oh[/i] in her head. But ah! Perhaps he was lying, maybe this was just a trick to throw her off the scent. She looked back at the man, the corners of her mouth curving into a slight smile as she saw that the man truly had no idea who, or what, she was. But then, an idea sprang to her head. She realised her opportunity to squeeze out information out of him, to do some proper snooping like a real detective. She cleared her throat and went on, [color=8040bf]"Ah well, I didn't expect you to. Frankly, I don't even know who you exactly are, but I do think I know who you work for. If I'm not mistaken, you're a part of O.M.E.N. correct?"[/color] She flicked her eyes upwards to meet his, she wasn't trying to threaten him but rather give him a sort of wink to let him know that she knew. That she knew about the other world, the organisation, and so on. She continued - her voice calm, even, and clear, but not loud enough to let others eavesdrop - [color=8040bf]"I've had a run in with your people in the past, so naturally I'd be curious to know what brought your group here too,"[/color] Her posture was straight yet lax, her expression calm but there was a sensation of giddiness that lay underneath. [color=8040bf]"Was it the murder? Or the timing of it?"[/color] she gave him a mental wink again as if to say, "Don't bother lying." She [i]knew[/i] after all. She knew of King Herod, she knew of the secrecy of numbers and importance of dates. All those years spent mulling over tomes finally paid off. Right now all she wished she had done was look into buying a deer-hunter's hat.