[color=goldenrod][h3][center]~Senna~[/center][/h3]
[h3]Location: Main Hall, Dirt Town Orphanage[/h3][/color]

[b]Day of Fritz's death.[/b]

Senna waited longer than she should have for a reply, really. Some misguided sense of sentimentality, perhaps? She couldn't help it. She desperately wanted some plan to help these fools stick together, she really did! But realistically speaking, staying here was going to be nothing but trouble, and she didn't fancy working for any of the more abusive gangs. Upon receiving no reply from Sai, or even Ansgar, Sen simply smiled sadly.

[color=goldenrod]"Don't get a girls hopes up. That's mean, you know."[/color] She replied with a soft chuckle. Oh sure, she could lead them, she was fairly certain she could, at least for a time, but eventually she'd get bored of it. There was no denying that. She was already tired and bored of this conversation, for example. Stepping back from the two boys Sen headed for the exit of the orphanage. [color=goldenrod]"I'll stick around for a few days and see if you can pull a miracle out of your ass, but after that...I'm gone."[/color]

With a flutter of her wings, Sen left the two where they stood.

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[color=goldenrod][b]Day 2 after Fritz’s death, midday[/b]
[b]The Asylum Island, outside of the Orphanage[/b][/color]

The past two days had been rather eventful for Sen. Weighing her options, deciding what she should and could do, and what would obviously be a bad idea. She thought about running, perhaps throwing her lot in with another of the gangs for a bit before going solo, or just going solo. Staying, talking with both Mary and trying to keep the little kiddos that remained from dying of fright. Surprisingly, most of them seemed rather content with her around as well as taking orders, or at least suggestions from her. It was amusing how much sheer confidence and words could be used to sway and manipulate people into doing things.

It was also rather sad, considering they must really have no one else to really cling to besides Mary if they were willing to listen to her of all people.

Almost made her feel a tad bit bad about having decided to jump ship later that night. Ah well, not her problem. Little kiddos need to learn not to rely so heavily on something other than themselves. Of course, on the second day it looked like something interesting was going to happen, no? Several men, likely from one of the gangs decided to show up on the island. The assumption of which was quickly confirmed by the mans words.

Senna watched from an open window, humming thoughtfully to herself as she tapped her fingers lightly on the open windowsill.

Vengeance, eh?

Now what did she know about the gang? Information was key in knowing how to best combat something after all. Vengeance was the smallest of groups - created after their leader split from Mr. Shiro and his White Blades, as well as the most immediate threat to the island in her opinion. Old Man Fritz had to really do a number on him before he decided to accept the treaty. Now the question here, what was Vengeance intentions? They could be good, or they could be bad. More often then not, it was definitely not the former. That was just what experience had taught the young girl.

Now, she could play the good guy here and try and appeal for everyone...or she could go for the most self-beneficial route here. Both had their pros and cons, as well as their risks. Trying to fight off every single gang in the area by themselves? Absolutely ridiculous. Ah, if only Momo had decided to be the one to show up. It'd make this somewhat easier, though Sen had always been suspicious of the gangs seemingly friendly nature. A friendly smile was just as dangerous as a knife to the back, sometimes even more so.

Well, it didn't seem like anyone else was going to be doing some talking, and the urge to meddle was getting quite a bit irresistible.  With a smirk, Sen leaped out the window, wings fluttering playfully as she approached the group. First things first - find out what the enemy knows. If one was open to discourse, then one could be...swayed.

[color=goldenrod]"Ho, that is a rather...quick assertion to make."[/color] The young girl giggled playfully. [color=goldenrod]"Or perhaps you forgot what happened to the last person who pissed off Fritz, hm? Or are you just into having an old man beat you up? Kinky."[/color] She grinned impishly. What? She couldn't not just make a quick little joke or not get on someones nerves just a little. Wasn't like her. [color=goldenrod]"Sorry, sorry, can't help but to joke a little."[/color] She continued with a somewhat more serious expression. 

[color=goldenrod]"So do tell, what exactly is Vengeance planning here? Fritz isn't going to be too happy, you know."[/color]

She asked for a number of reasons. To see what they knew, and if she could possibly use it to her advantage, as well as maybe sway them to leave without too much of a fuss. If not, at least if she knew what plans Vengeance had for this place it'd make gauging their threat a bit easier.