[center][h2]Yang Chenlu[/h2][/center]

Not for the first time recently, Chenlu could be found in a used bookstore, flicking through textbooks and short stories alike. Not that this was any old shop--it was one of Soulflame's bases, and thus about as safe a place as she could be. Maybe it was strange, but the pale girl found it much more comfortable somewhere that she [i]knew[/i] she was being watched, and stuck as closely to their various locations as possible. It was probably the sort of thing Mao liked, too--not having to think that the girl he saved might get in trouble somewhere or lead a trail straight back to them with her looks.

As with the past few times she'd been in this shop, the Chinese girl had claimed a small table over in a corner, one now covered with piles of various random books. More fiction than nonfiction, though there were a few age-appropriate textbooks here and there, but nothing amongst those was particularly new to her. What was nearly as strange as the girl herself--the extremely long hair for one, but most definitely the ears and her colouration--was the audience that she was talking to, though given the language barrier it was rather hard to tell if it was praise or criticism for the story collection she was looking through.

Atop each of the various piles, there was a small white rabbit. [i]Not[/i] your usual bookshop inhabitants.