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— Tokyo —[/center]

At the shelter Ben quietly lined up for food before settling in the corner with a cup of rather plain noodles. They were also far better than some of the meals he had had on the march which mainly consisted of dried meat and stale water.

Ben was well aware that his clothing and complexion made him stand out so he muttered a few words under his breathe and accessed one of his warrens. The corner he was in darkened appreciably.


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— United Nations —[/center]

Ennis decided that it would help immensely to see how this New York differed from hers. She walked out onto the streets and her first thought was of the roll of bills on her pocket. She pulled out the wad of bills from her jacket pocket, a folded packet of crisp fifty dollar bills. The easiest way to find out would be to try to spend some.

She walked into the first small coffee shop that she found after leaving the United nations building. A sandwich would be a bad way to confirm things. She walked up to the counter and placed her order, paying with a single one of the banknotes.