Le Parc Commémoratif - The Memorial Park.

Puffing slightly, the same man in the gray tunic huffs his way into The Memorial Park. Wiping a bit of sweat from his brow, he mumbles to himself incoherently, evidently somewhat upset. He’s not cut out for this sort of work.


Looking around, he panics internally for a moment, thinking that he might have lost his mark. But no- there she is, under a tree, reading. Relieved, he wipes his brow again and starts considering how to blend in. To his eternal irritation, the park seems to be somewhat empty. Half-remembering what someone may have once mentioned in passing to him on a topic completely unrelated to the matter at hand, he decides to try the ‘hide in plain sight’ approach.


With this in mind, he selects a conveniently placed bench that gives him a view of the tree Faisine is sitting under. Only once he sits down does he notice that the bench is facing the tree more or less directly and that he’s staring directly at her. In a slight panic, he turns abruptly to one side, doing his best to find something- anything else to look at, hoping (perhaps futilely) that she won’t take much notice of him.

Faisine of the Usque.

"Excuse me." A young woman's voice would call. She wore a hood and had some sun marshals with her. "You are Faisine?"

She looked like the woman Skarlet had been told to find. "My mother, Madame Naoki, is looking for you. My name is Skarlet, would you come with me to the hotel?"