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[NightShade]

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Mimus's Cry reached her ears vibrating off the walls of the building next to her. Shade was just leaving the Well of Souls. Her mind filled with thoughts of Willow.

He broke thru her concentration, even transformed to his very rare human form before her. My mistress he said in halted english bowing his head. For Mimus to transform was a rare thing, Her alarm grew. What is it Mimus did you find the Caravan?

I searched as you said, found them before your husband and the general... slaughtered..the doll is gone. Shades face grew more alarmed. I need to get the doll back. Mimus leave me I have work to do. The servant transformed and once more flew off his bird like call echoing in the night. Yet she knew he would follow from an unseen distance as he always did.

It was fortuitous that Shade turned and ran smack into Ciara at the bank. Ciara! yes yes you will do! A determined look on Shades face. Withdrawing a sum of money from her bank Shade said to Ciara her voice a bit urgent, My doll is gone. You know what this means, the replicator is out there..

Shade looked around herself and Ciara at the people at the bank then said... I think your friends can help me, the one you introduced me to the other day, I must get it back, perhaps they know who has it.. and if I pay well will get it to me.

Ciaras eyes were wide and she just nodded softly. Meet you there Miss Shade? Aye..
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