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    She ducked low and barely made it to the door while the bouncer who had let them in was pulling the men towards the door, in her hurry she had tripped slightly cursing under her breath as she stumbled out the door and dashed into the shadows of the ally to catch her breath. It had been so long since she had pulled strangers into her, which meant she defiantly had too much to drink. The string tugging in her heart confirmed enough dug up sadness and wine had efficiently made her let down her guard and now she was nothing more than tired.

    The distance back to her apartment had been nothing but a blur as she wandered back home, but as soon as she spotted her building a sigh of relief escaped her lips.

    In the darkness of her room, she felt her shoulders unwind as she traveled to the window, touching her plants and feeling the warmth of the magic they held. It was instinct sometimes and when she was somewhere that green life was not, she would feel suffocated and almost out of place. Something she often felt, moving sleepily to her room she slowly began releasing her bonds, first the shoes, then the top she traded for a loose-fitting black tee, the pants forming a puddle on the floor as she slid into her bed. The cool sheets felt like heaven on her heated flesh, her head aching from the night. It hadn’t been a bad night merely normal. She would drink and wonder about her mother, her place, and who she was if it wasn’t one trigger it was another, and tonight had been the wine but hadn’t it also been the manager? His blue eyes flashed in her mind and she wondered if he had looked for her when she left but with a dry chuckle, she doubted that their time had warranted him to search for her. After all, didn’t he lie to her about the wine? Why? It was all too much for the fog in her brain and sleep won the war.


    It had been three days since she left the bar, and the bags under her eyes from her nights since being restless, the man who had plagued her with hot a steamy dream before had become more aggressive, searching for her. Calling her and begging for her name and for her to come to him, his once nothing but a voice had become a voice and eyes so blue that if you stared too long you got lost in a blizzard. She didn’t understand this and she just didn’t understand much at this point it was all so frustrating and had led to tears in the late evenings. The leaves of her plants and drooped and she knew it was her fault, her mood reflected in the things she took care of, but it had only darkened as she went to leave for work and when she went to look for her wallet only to find it missing a key component, the ID she had given it to the bartender before she had gotten drinks and apparently in the rush to escapes, she had left it.

    Running her hand through the front of her hair, frustration making her angry before her day even begins. She was supposed to go to work and take care of plants but she knew today much like her own plants she wouldn’t be much help. She should call Sara but she just couldn’t bring herself to do anything but feel the rage and frustration. Storming around her room she grabs a potted vine and throws it against the wall, though instead of the vine hitting the ground it began to grow as she paced. “Magic gifts let's list them talking to plants, making them grow, attracting people to you randomly in a creep zombie way, my stupid vine getting longer as I get more annoyed about things I don’t understand and no one would tell me about. Like oh hey faith you’re a creepy human with magic gifts but we come from here and you may not find research on it but you can find it and maybe one day you’ll understand?” rambling to herself and going to a from, it wasn’t until she felt a sharp pain in her foot she snapped back to reality. It took the glass to her foot for her to realize had that she had started spiraling in her thoughts, though she still held rage and sadness for it she was back enough to notice Ivy taking over the wall to her bedroom in a way that would have taken years to grow but she had thrown it maybe ten minutes ago. A chuckle escaped her but it did not echo happiness. Perhaps she needed to take a nap and try again, she would call Sara after that too. Then she would be safe to talk to someone calmly, remembering her mother showing her how to make tea for dreamless sleep when her mother would have nightmares. Though her mother didn’t explain what the tea was for she had tried it once and found her night nothing but a black sleep where normally it was filled with dreams of flowers and the sky so blue it was like a cartoon watching the clouds float by. That was before her dreams were filled with Mr. dark and demanding.

    Tea was a good call, then she could sleep and reset she hoped. Storming around the kitchen she made herself a warm cup of flower tea, sipping it by the window she noted today was a grey day, much like her mood the sunlight just was nowhere to be found today. Though watching the city through the window people rushing around made her sigh and relax a little everything seemed normal enough. She was just having a hard time and it felt like every day it got worse and worse.. she was going to have to find out who she was and maybe a way to understand what she was going through. Finishing her tea she yawned and knew it was time for her nap, she had never changed from fuzzy black pants and a plain tank top that she had woken up in earlier. The soft pad of her feet was the only sound in her apartment as she made her way back to her bed, though she felt the waves of sleep something in her brain felt like maybe she shouldn’t be going back to sleep, maybe she should have gone to work today.

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    Whilst Kana didn’t realise it, by the time he began his search in earnest, it was already too late. Faith had slipped away during the chaos, left the bar behind, and in doing so, she had taken his last opportunity with her. The bar’s manager continued to move through the crowd with his head on a swivel, totally oblivious to the cold, cruel reality of his situation. It wasn’t until fifteen minutes later, well after things had returned to normal, that Kana finally decided to admit defeat, and return to the bar. He could only hope that Hau had spotted something he himself had missed, and would be able to provide him with some sort of direction, or information, or assistance.

    Once he had seated himself, Kana didn’t have to wait for long. Hau took notice almost immediately. The bartender graced him with a small shake of the head, during the brief moment he had between customers. Unable to help himself, Kana let out a soft sigh. If Hau hadn’t seen her either, then he had likely missed his chance. A shame, to miss out on such a valuable opportunity, and let all of that hard work go to waste. Still, there was nothing they could do about it now, and Kana wasn’t the sort to dwell on the past. He simply let it go, and turned his attention to other matters instead.

    It wasn’t until early the next morning, shortly after the bar had closed, that Hau delivered the news. Kana was seated behind his desk on the club’s second level, sequestered away in relative peace, when someone knocked on his door. He looked up from his paperwork just in time to watch Hau enter, a thin card held between his fingers, and a smile on his face. Without a word, he reached out and offered Kana the card he was holding. It took the fae a few seconds to realise what he was looking at, but when the realisation dawned on him, a sly grin flickered across his features. It seemed that the night hadn’t been a total waste after all.

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    Three days. That’s how long it had been since Faith had made the mistake of coming to his bar. That’s how long it had taken Kana to prepare everything. Now, at long last, his crew was ready to move.

    Normally, Kana wouldn’t have bothered trying to track down a patron once they had left his bar. Outside operations were much more risky, which made it hard to justify the extra work. This time, however, he had decided to make an exception. The home address printed on the front of Faith’s lost ID had made things extraordinarily easy for them. They had found her home the very next day. The two days that had followed were spent watching the place, and planning. Figuring out if Faith lived alone, or if they needed to worry about her family. Confirming the times that she normally left for work, came home, and went to bed. Determining the methods they would use, and how they would escape unnoticed. Now, the day had arrived. They’d managed to prepare without arousing any suspicion, and had a good strategy in place. There was no reason to delay any further.

    On the evening in question, both Kana and Bast waited on the street outside, just across the road from Faith’s apartment complex. They were both dressed like ordinary humans, with their collars turned up against the cloudy evening’s chill. Kana peered up at the apartment itself, whilst Bast watched the street. Both of them looked as casual as possible. Anyone who glanced their way would see nothing but two regular pedestrians, chatting idly whilst they waited for a ride. Nothing out of the ordinary, and nothing worth remembering.

    “She still hasn’t left for work yet, right? There’s no way she’d get there on time now, even if she ran the whole way. Maybe she’s sick.” It was Bast who broke the silence. He stood with both of his massive arms folded across his chest, and his mouth twisted into a frown. Kana didn’t bother to answer. To him, such idle speculation seemed pointless – the situation would be the same, regardless. He took another deep breath, burning his cigarette down to a stub. The fae held it for a moment, before he blew out a cloud of smoke, and flicked the stub into the gutter.

    “Message Hau. Tell him to bring the car around, and be ready. We’re going in.”

    Bast nodded once, and then quickly pulled a burner phone out of his pocket. He did as he was bid, before the two of them crossed the street together, and headed into the ground floor of the apartment building. They took the stairs instead of the lift, manually climbing up to the correct floor. Then it was simply a matter of walking down the hallway, one eye on the door numbers, until they found themselves standing in front of the right apartment. Whilst Bast kept watched, Kana reached into his jacket and withdrew his warded gloves. He tugged both of them on, before extracting a lockpick and a torsion bar from another pocket. Once Bast reassured him that they were in the clear, Kana knelt down, slid both into the door’s lock, and set his nimble fingers to work.

    Ten very tense seconds later, a soft click emanated from the lock, which finally turned beneath Kana’s touch. Satisfied, the group’s leader tucked his lockpicks away again, before rising to his full height. He gave Bast a single nod, before reaching for the door’s handle. Praying that it wouldn’t squeak, he slowly pushed the front door to Faith’s apartment open, and stepped across the threshold.

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    Her apartment lit with the grey of the cloudy day outside, though it wasn’t neat but held a certain organized chaos to it. the entrance led to her small living room plants lined the windows and the air was thick with the scent of a female spring Fae. The scent of flowers that lulled you in like basking in the warm sunlight, Bast blinked even after years the magic could still catch him off guard. Looking around he noticed to the right was a wall that had been taken with vines and the door it surrounded he bet held the prize they had been chasing. Tilting his head in a slight nod to signal his thought of the girl being in the room, but for as long as he had worked with Kana it probably wasn’t needed the man could easily put together a picture even without all the pieces. He had even wondered at times if the magic’s that affected him even phased the man, he had always been so serious and on task, but they all were like that. After all, he was in on these jobs because they paid well and didn’t ask complicated questions, plus being able to wander the human world had its perks. The people were funny with all types of ideas and new inventions, though now wasn’t the time to be thinking too hard his job was to follow orders and that was what he would do.

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    Faith had all but fallen asleep when a tingle shot through her spine, her plants warning her of someone entering their home. Though she had noticed the hairs on the back of her neck standing up over the last few days and her mind had started to wander. Were these the people her mother warned her about? And if that was the case perhaps it could be used to her advantage. She had so many questions and no one would ever answer them. She had all but grown tired of always wondering why she was the way she was, or even if there was someone who understood and would tell her the truth. Her life had been built on lies and the rage from that had been her most recent pain lately. Her dreams were plagued with a mystery man that made her insides melt to the point her scars could be ignored. Something she felt desperate for but seemed to evade her. The man thought he wanted her name wouldn’t show his face and the small glimpse of blue was ingrained in her mind.

    She had thought of the bartender after meeting him but more wanted to know what it was, he wouldn’t tell her about. He knew what she was and she knew it but he wasn’t going to tell her and she couldn’t risk going back to the bar to find out, after all, someone was now in her apartment and still after her. Was she going to die as her mother had? Wouldn’t it be a funny twist of fate if the guy from the bar was going to be the one to kidnap her? A wistful thought, nothing more. She had moved from her bed debating on putting up a fight or perhaps she should just stay still and be asleep. She had made herself a nap time tea before bed and could play off that but would they take the bait?

    She had already stayed still too long overthinking her predicament and she was certain by now the visitors would know she was in her room and certain to be coming for her. So, she was going to play asleep after all maybe they wouldn’t know the magic’s she possessed, and sleep this deep could be normal? Either way, she held her eyes shut and evened her breathing as if nothing had phased her.
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    Bast had stepped inside moving silently through the apartment, he noted the kitchen connected to the living room but still, her moved through it to check and be sure of where the girl was. Upon finding it clear he turned his attention to the bedroom but he knew it normally wasn’t his call on when they went into the room but he did find it odd the girl hadn’t so much as started moving. She should know they were there, she had too many plants to not have heard them warn her of the people entering her home. Would Kana think the same as him? He had seen a coffee mug in the kitchen with the scent of lavender. Perhaps she was just asleep? It still felt odd.

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