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Nee popped up to her feet in a flash. 

[colour=FFD700]"You mean you will take me to them? You trust me?"[/colour]

Neaera stared at Acheri with a radiant smile. The other woman looked plain exhausted. She wanted to hug Acheri and weep tears of joy and also jump around. Possibly in reverse order. If she had any of her powers left she would have made fireworks. The woman told Nee to follow her and Nee did just that. The wannabe-Saint looked around at all the buildings. None of them looked any different from the average bog-standard-run-down-harbour-district. One of them [i]had[/i] to have the Saint's headquarters in it, Acheri basically confirmed that it DID exist. So which was it? So many of them lacked signage or even indication of what purpose it served. Breaking and entering was not really something Neaera was interested in adding to her repertoir, so it really was sheer luck that Acheri had come to save the day, like a real superhero. The thought made Nee suppress a giggle. It didn't really matter which building was the hideout. The night just got a lot better either way.