[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=F0DAE2]Myth the Muse[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://list.lisimg.com/image/5301529/700full.jpg[/img][hr][color=F0DAE2][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Courtyard (P6) -> (I8)
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She would talk to Bruce later about his anger, whether it ran in the family or not mattered very little when you went around punching people. What was to stop him from ever hitting her if that was the case? Perhaps Runa could shed some insight into that then. For now, she did as was instructed and knelt by Tate. The boy seemingly entered her mind though. She saw through his eyes and saw everything he did in the events prior to them coming.

It was darkness and bloodshed. An attack and everyone fighting. And Tate seeing the woman he cared for...and it was gone. She came back to reality with Tate walking towards Sylvi. She stood up and ran to him, aware that they were still very much in danger. And if the girl was...feeding as it appeared to be, then that was even more of a problem. [color=F0DAE2]"Tate, we need to get back."[/color] She didn't want to state out loud that she feared for the boy, but she would protect him if it came to that. She checked around her to see if they were in immediate danger. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=9F6D88]Fleur La Mallificum[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/87d09fce886131a585da05553d8ca0fe/tumblr_pbhmtrPriu1qgbxhso1_500.gif[/img][hr][color=9F6D88][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Witch's Country -> The Port (Old Witch Coven Home)
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Fleur [b]Transported[/b] multiple times until she arrived at her old stomping ground. She found herself barely missing the place itself. It was more the memories accompanying it that she missed. She walked inside, aware of the stillness and the quiet. She also knew that time was of the essence. Nera would not have long to remain in this place. It was a comforting and saddening thought, knowing the woman she cared for would be able to move on, but knowing she would be gone.

It was enough to be able to share her thoughts, her plans, and say goodbye for probably the last time. She made her way up the steps to Mal's old room and entered. She stood at the door frame and looked in. [color=9F6D88]"We don't have a lot of time, it seems. Let us make the most of it then."[/color] She entered finally, waiting and watching.