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[@Nallore] The woman looked at Anthony, the card at his hand and once more at him, or more specifically his face. If pupils were microscopes, he'd be able to see the lens telescoping out to analyze his expression. She took the card, but didn't say anything in reply. He had made it a few steps before a voice called out behind him.

"I don't know what you're playing at here, but if you're really serious about this, come back here at midnight tonight." And if he turned around, she would be gone.

[@Lady Amalthea] As the computer set to work slowly going about it's thing, Sunie did the same, looking over page after page of various documents she had on hand. The pile of "not even close" signatures increased rapidly while anything even vaguely similar to the writing she had seen on the note were few and far between. By the time she was done with this first pass, the computer had finished its attempt at textual enhancement. Looking at the screen, the program hadn't really done much to improve readability, however, there was something that appeared to be a name, but how exactly it was spelled was something of a mystery. McKinnon? McKimmon? McKinnan?