[center][abbr=Primrose][img]https://i.imgur.com/zqHOn9T.png[/img][/abbr]
[color=D34C25][sub][i]Friday Morning[/i][/sub]
Word Count: 492 (+1 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]11[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 338/110 
[b]Location[/b]: Esaka, the Forbidden Kingdom[/color]
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She wasn't exactly sure what she expected to see. One of those wraiths scoop up the spirits, perhaps, or a current of water sweep them away into a hidden tunnel, unlikely as it was given the undisturbed ashes at the bottom of the pool. When nothing like that happened, and in fact nothing at all happened besides the little motes of light fading away under their gaze, Primrose sighed lightly. At the very least they ruled out anything unusual on the spirit-level, she figured. The fade away was quicker than she'd seen before, but whether that was because of the entire process moving faster in Esaka or because no one had handled them she didn't know, and likely wouldn't learn without more in-depth experimentation which she was not wont to do. 

Band brought up the next logical step in their investigation, and Primrose nodded - though it went unseen from the detective's perspective above her umbrella. 

She turned to regard Roland when he unexpectedly showed up, giving him a once over in an attempt to glean why he was in the area while he questioned of them the same. It was a little hard to read Roland, but if Primrose had to guess he was probably shopping around for the power of fallen fighters himself. It had been his first suggestion, after all. 

[color=D34C25]"It depends on who's involved,"[/color] she said in response to the comment about her not being into blood sport. She wasn't, truthfully, but she could think of some people she'd like to watch struggle futilely in fights like these. 

While Big Band explained his thought process and intent to find the city's Flame Clock, Primrose cast her gaze up to the higher tiers. She felt that she would have seen some clue to its whereabouts by now, but only if it was out in the open like Edinburgh's clock. Once Roland pulled himself out of the water after checking the Pools Tier's floor, she gave her thoughts.

[color=D34C25]"You're right,"[/color] she said first, glancing at the detective. [color=D34C25]"So that should be our new priority. If we don't find it before your next matches, I'll keep looking. Although... I feel it must be concealed in some way, or perhaps just housed in one of the buildings up there."[/color]

[i]Up there[/i] being the Top Tier, which would be the most likely place. The dancer placed a hand on her hip, letting the umbrella tilt slightly back. [color=D34C25]"...have either of you met our co-conspirators? Those U-N people."[/color] She taped her fingers on the umbrella's handle lightly. [color=D34C25]"I wouldn't exactly let them in our plan, but they might have an idea of where to start looking."[/color]

The High Tier where their hospital HQ stood was between them and the Top Tier anyway, if they wanted to stop on the way up. Perhaps the two men, or at least the actual detective might be able to glean more information from the organization than the dancer had.