Observations made by Tyriel

AND IT'S DARK ON A COLD DECEMBER,

The sun was just rising as Tyriel walked across the train platform. She was to board the train and ride to Oak Town, which was a much safer, and faster form of transportation. Tyriel didn't carry much with her, just a handbag, a book, her favorite sun glasses and a sun hat. She suspected some hot weather compared to what she was used to.
Tyriel thought back on what Ardere had told her when she was handed the job flier. Saying this job was perfect for her and only she could preform something like this. Looking back, she felt so confident in his trust for her. And to her surprise, Tyriel felt her cheeks heat up as she blushed.
Placing a hand on her pink flushed face, she was unsure as to why she felt this way. She wasn't attracted to him, but it was more as she looked up to him. Maybe she felt pleased and satisfied that he seen some potential in her.
Determined not to let him down, Tyriel sat in her seat, and stared out at the clouds. Curious as to what Oak Town would be like. It didn't take too long before she was on her way, the train pulling along slowly but surely.

AND IT'S DARK ON A COLD DECEMBER,

After an hour of traveling, Tyriel reached into her bag and brought out the flyer and what information Ardere had given her. It didn't specify location very well, just gave the name of a man and a aproximate location to meet the client in.
She sighed and placed the paper back in her shoulder bag. She would soon arrive in Oak Town.
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Just like, Tyriel stepped away from the train and into the town square. She knew that she would have to meet the clientel in a local restaraunt. Too bad it didn't provide a picture though.
After asking a few individuals, and taking a mental note of the layout, Tyriel found herself at the meeting place specified, but unfortunately no one recognized the clients name.
Just as she was about to buy her ticket back to the Guild Hall, Tyriel spotted a short plump man with a pair of binocoulars and a sun hat covering himself. He was acting very suspicious. Clearly espionage was not his thing.
" Are you this client?" She asked holding up the paper she was given.
The man, surprised that she was so obviously behind him nearly fell out of his chair with a gruff voice. " Oh! yes yes. Thank you for coming. " He said and motioned for her to take a chair.
She reluctantly took a seat and placed her bag in her lap before glaring over her glasses at this man.
He cleared his throat, " I am a wealthy merchant, and my trade is to go home to home and sell things. But i find myself short of money that i have earned. Each time i look around, there is this strange tall man that is cloaked. For some reason he give me a bad sense. I know its him, i just know it. He acts all suspicious and is standing in the market at dusk. "
Clearly annoyed, Tyriel sighed and stood. " Then i suggest you go about your day normally, ill survey this man and if i see something unusual, ill report to you this evening. " She said.

AND IT'S DARK ON A COLD DECEMBER,

The fat merchant went about the rest of his day easilly enough, but Tyriel was not concerned with him this early. She actually just circled around the market. Picking up fruits, examining the flowers for sale, and touching supporting buildings.
This all seems curious enough to someone who is not aware of her magic, but Tyriel was placing her magic upon all these items she touched, sending what energy they had magical wise so she could watch the surrounding area.

After she had done this, Tyriel sat down in a restaraunt in the market square. It being past noon easilly she was ready to watch her target. So Tyriel brought up her Archive screen. Here she was able to see everything from the view of her magical points ( being the fruit, flowers, ect. ) Everything in the world has a living network, and Tyriel is able to tap into this, so she can see with eyes every where.

It was several hours before she had seen anything suspiscious. Clearly going on the evening. The fat man had returned to the market square, selling what he could. That was when HE showed his face. This mysterious man who always ended up stealing jewel from the merchant man.

AND IT'S DARK ON A COLD DECEMBER,

He stood there, obviously watching the man and his movements carefully. It seemed he was sizing up his prey. Tyriel scowled as she considered men like this to be beyond scum. After a few minutes, the fat man had his back turned to the suspicious shadowed man. And that was when he decided to move.

His movements brought back memories of when Tyriel was young. When she was kidnapped and forced to use her magic for dark reasons. Between sabotage to espionage. It didn't matter how she did it, it was for evil people, and for the longest time she seen herself as evil... That was untill she met him. Kaige. Ardere reminded her alot of him. The sense of justice and perserverance when everything was bad.

But this suspicious man... Tyriel gripped the edges of the table hard... She stared so intently at the table she didn't notice the waiter walking up to her table to intend to refill her spiced hot tea. " Ma'am?" his voice echoed.
Tyriel jumped and it took a minute to refocus, nodding to the waiter before taking a glance back at the screen, but at that moment. The shadow man was gone... BUT SO WAS THE MERCHANT FAT MAN!

AND IT'S DARK ON A COLD DECEMBER,

Tyriel frantically searched all her screens. Her eyes darting across the data quickly, but they were no where to be found. This didn't make sense. There was no way they could avoid her spies, not unless they moved away from the square. But this is where he was suppoused to be.
Tyriel grimaced, shut down her screens and stepped out of the restaraunt ( after quickly throwing money for her tea ).
Her eyes took in reactions of visitors, and the structures around them. If they slipped away it would be in a dark alley, which would only be towards the north seeing as how the sun was setting and casting a shadow only over certain areas. Up ahead just to the right a bit was a tall building that cast a deep shadow between a couple buildings. After focusing she swore she could see a moving shadow in the back and with a determined look Tyriel stepped forward to investigate.
The woman was not scared of bumps in the dark, but rather feared the truth behind the lies that people told. To her, this was the worst.
After reaching the alley, she didn't stop as she tressed past crates and large sacks, but she mostly moved a bit more silently, grateful for her slim and sleek figure which gave her no weight. She moved quietly untill she reached the end, and instead of turning the corner, and instead of turning the corner she took a deep breath and used her magic to pinpoint where they were.