[closed] Nov 11th ; look up, look down, and turn around

[movingon]

There were bad days and there were better days; today, she had been lucky and thus had all the night to waste. Or spend usefully, by finding out a bit more about this place. Her special interest, obviously, lies with the Kindred population, and she's found that they seem to be the most ...openly affluent in certain parts of downtown, so that is where she went. She's flying around, sitting down on the networks of cables and bridges above the streets, sometimes for longer, sometimes only a few minutes, and watches. Whenever she spots someone who looks like they might be undead, she follows them, a quiet shadow above, just below the strange contraptions, and then when they enter a house sits down again above, pondering the street. Waiting if more enter that house, or leave it.

There has to be an Elysium here, somewhere. Too many Kindred obeying the Masquerade not to. Not that she wants to go in, but she'd like to know the location. What she doesn't do - is too focused for - is watching out for familiar faces.