Elle parks her bike in the shadows of a nearby building, pulling her jacket tighter around her. She glances around the shrine uncomfortably. She watches the others, gauging their skills and abilities. She checks her pocket knife tucked into her jacket, and takes another swig of the beer she’d been holding on to. She grins faintly and makes sure no one is watching before she trails them. She listens to the musings of a guy with white hair, and gathers that the three were comfortable enough to have met before. Maybe not conventionally, but they still trusted each other. There is [i]definitely[/i] something between the girl and the boy with glasses. She glances around the building for any other signs of humans, beyond the well kept grounds. Is there someone here, or is it another manifestation of whoever brought them here? She keeps as silent as she can as she follows them along the path, looking around for another entrance. She strays from the path to inspect the shrine from the outside, and potentially to avoid a run-in.