[h2]New York[/h2]

Cheerfully waving to random passerby's and people along the way was what appeared to be a girl in the bloom of her life. Peppy, energetic, and fashionable could be used to describe the lass dressed in crimson- looking for all the world like a scion of a well-to-do family considering the elegant dress and the golden multi-pronged tiara she had upon her head. Book clasped in hand, the image seen was further elevated to one of the well-read gentility when coupled with the intelligent light that was all but shining from her eyes.

Still, there was a sense of something off about the maiden in question. People rather skilled at reading tells would find that the actions would be more easily described as belonging to those of an actress than a real person, as though one were playing a role extremely well. It was just too perfect to be called genuine in that sense, for no girl of that age would be able to keep as calm and cheerful as the one who was all but yanked to her new surroundings.

And indeed, they would be right if they were onto that point. Lurking behind the good humor was that of a cool researcher that was gathering information while continuing the charade. A being older than many generations of clans and royalty continued their appraisal, putting new senses against old experiences and memories to correlate a logical way to react to the surroundings. For now, she was to remain innocent and charming, adopting a look that seemed as harmless as possible. Going so far as to hoodwink herself some free skewers of meat from a nearby vendor by acting all cutesy, the alchemist Cagliostro finally stopped to thoughtfully chew away at the chewy spiced skewers.

"Hmm, good fat to flesh ratio... a bit of muscle to give it the toothsome texture one needs to be able to hook customers to come for a repeat purchase. A bit overspiced to compensate for the fact that the meat is a bit on the older side but still fit for human consumption considering it was free." Muttering her appraisal, the alchemist continued to consume her free meal to convert the materials into stored energy that could be put to use for later. Though the return was minuscule, it was something that a patient alchemist would never throw away. After all, when one lived as long as she did, one tended to hoard anything that could be considered useful.