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To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.

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Echo stood in the doorway, shifting her weight from foot to foot, her hands stuffed into the overly large pocket of her jacket uniform. It wasn't a particularly beautiful day, but then again it wasn't the worst weather she had seen. Clouds pocked the grayish sky, as puffy as sheep that had yet to be shorn. Echo was so taken with staring at the motif that she hardly noticed her partner standing in the doorway until he spoke. Quickly her head snapped downwards in attention, perhaps a bit too fast and she followed Aldwyn inside.

Upon hearing the details of today's expedition, Echo couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in question. a Brothel? Why in the world would Emilio of all hunters even be going close to such a place? To spoil his innocence at such a young age... "I don't see why not, as long as there's nothing of importance on the agenda." The way Aldwyn made it sound, it seemed as though they had no specific schedule for the day so they could do as they pleased. Which meant Echo had rushed over here for nothing.

This seemed to be a pattern as of late and while she should take this as a good sign, Echo couldn't help but feel that something was going to go terribly wrong within the next few days. Echo expressed this to no one though for fear that they would find she was just being overly cautious. The quietness of the Blighted Hearts was bothering her though and a chill ran up her spine thinking about the potential trouble they could cause.

"When do we leave?"