Snippet #1819550

Miraze had been walking along the city streets and had somehow ended up in a cafe, musing over the many high-rises that had sprung up during her long absence from the city. She was about to order (yet another) cup of chocolate when a sudden, sickening sound attracted her attention.

She made her way towards the exit, plying a bunch of bills on the counter without bothering to count them, knowing it was enough to cover her bill. If there was anything interesting going on, she might as well check it out. If one went beyond the petty sentiments of Nerris being her birthplace, the city was incredibly boring. Or rather, the entertainment it offered wasn't of any consequence to her.

And Miraze hated boredom.

At this point, she would almost even start something on her own to make things interesting - and that was saying a lot, since starting things wasn't really Miraze's way of doing things. But desperate times called for desperate measures, and all that jazz.

Just as she made her way to a street corner, something thunk-ed at her feet. Miraze leapt backwards, her hands going to the dagger at her thigh, ready to defend herself, before registering the sight before her,

A girl lay on the ground, bleeding and quite obviously dead.

Miraze looked up at the building she was standing under, the one the girl had apparently jumped from. Something told her this wasn't a mere suicide.

Well, something besides the fact that now that she was paying attention, she could sense swirls of magic emanating from above. And the girl's blissful expression.

Well, well. Things sure got interesting.

Miraze sighed, quickly navigating herself outside the circle of onlookers when sirens began to sound. On the one hand, she wanted to know who was giving off all this magical energy, but the police might decide to question her if she stayed here, and she wanted to check out what the other sound was, too.

At least I'm not bored anymore.