"Your dragon... it knows about me, doesn't it? I... heard it just now. But no matter--the police and everyone would be looking for 'Miranda' now anyway. This disguise is useless. It no doubt fits the description of the poor girl shot on accident at the station, who as far as they know still needs emergency medical care, and who they'll now be looking for to make sure their accident didn’t cause her death."

These things were more said as reasoning to herself than to Taen. She was... getting a little frustrated with how she was stuck here. But first things first--she had to deal with her gunshot. That was now part of this old disguise that couldn't be wiped away like make-up.

So softly, under her breath, she sang, and rings of healing magic circled her, sealing up the wound on her neck, smoothing over the skin until it showed not a scratch. Parts of her disguise faded away piece by piece, transforming this innocent-looking schoolgirl into gypsy with an intimidating glare.

There was a little gasp of recognition from Taen when he realized this may very well be the woman from the newspapers.

And yet, Cadenza still kept her back to the elf, instead sighting along the river. The teal-gray currents sloshed around the muddy riverbed, ending in gutters embedded in tall, stone gates on both ends where it crossed the city limits--that meant there was no chance of fleeing the town by water. There were... tracers set up along the boundaries of the city to detect her--if she used magic long enough, she'd be found. And they'd... gotten hold of her amulet. Stolen it off her as soon as she became a suspect. It was as if the authorities needed her to stay here--to act as some sort of scapegoat, maybe... to deflect the people's attention from something worse. From the real cause of these vanishings...

She voiced none of these thoughts while Taen sat and watched her.

“I have to go get another disguise of some sort. You know who I am now—are you going to help me, or try to turn me in, Elf boy?”

OoC: Sorry this is so blah. <___< It's hard to focus when I'm in a lot of pain like this. @____@

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