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[Color=darkgray][b]Time:[/b][/color] Dusk
[Color=darkgray][b]Location:[/b][/color] Ember Grove Mall
[Color=darkgray][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] N/A
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The Ember Grove Mall bustled with people during this time. Ember Grove was a small town in a small county, so the mall was the place to be if you wanted to take up your time in a local place.

Damien walked on his own through the moderate traffic of people while taking bites out of an Auntie Anne's cinnamon sugar pretzel. It made for an enjoyable treat while he let his eyes scan the passing faces and his nose pick up some standout scents.

[Color=darkgray][i]This place has everything doesn't it? No wonder the Holy Saviors requested I come here. The Children of the Black Moon, Le Coven Éclairé...[/i][/color]

He gulped the last bite of the pretzel down before a satisfying smile etched on his face. [Color=darkgray][i]And all of the other groups that will help me pick them off. I just need to make sure Rose gets something extra special.[/i][/color] Damien walked to a flower stand and grabbed a bouquet of white petunias. Damien had always found the flower to have a unique beauty to them. 

[Color=darkgray]"Hey there."[/color] Damien put on a pleasant smile at the older woman running the stand. [Color=darkgray]"How much for these?"[/color] Damien's mask was indeed flawless.