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to time, who could
blame her?
      Laqiya bumped into someone standing on the
corner.
    “Oh really? I always thought of it as a time for supernatural people to show their true
self without fear of being exposed. I mean someone would think of it as a costume
wouldn’t they?” the person said obviously joining in their conversation
    Laqiya turned around. There was a
woman with long white hair and a barrette made of feathers that held her hair
out of her face. Although there were a few loose strands hanging around here
and there, it was neat and well groomed. Her skin was creamy pale white and her
eyes were shiny black. She had on straight white jeans and a white blouse that
flared out at the hems. Her sleeves hung over her hands, only the fingertips
being visible. On her feet were white flip-flops and orange fingernail polish
on her toes that contrasted vividly against her white outfit. Holes in the
shoulders of her sleeve on either side showed off tattoos of a white dove.
Laqiya’s eyebrows shot up. She had only seen a tattoo like that on two people
before, and so she opened her mouth to ask about it, but Isis started first.
    “You believe in ghost?” she asked
    “I never said that,” the woman said
in a voice a bit like Nightshield’s but drier.
    “Yes you did” Isis insisted.
    “I said supernatural people,” the
woman corrected sticking her thumbs in her pockets with a smirk.
    “Same thing
right?” Laqiya asked.
    “You tell me, Laqiya,” the woman
said in a dry, raspy tone which Laqiya was beginning to suspect was just the
way she talked.
    “How did you know her name?”
Nightshield asked grabbing Laqiya’s shoulders about to steer her around the
woman in front of them.
    “I know your friend Adria,” the
woman said nodding her head to the house that they had just passed a few
minutes ago. “And she mentioned you once or twice. You live next door right?”
    “Who are you?” Laqiya asked raising
an eyebrow.
    “You can call me Chasity,” she said
with a certain spark in her black eyes as she met Nightshield’s eyes and then
looked back at Laqiya.
    “That’s Isis and Katherine,” Laqiya
said still eyeing the tattoo on her arms as she pointed behind her.
    “Nice to finally meet you,” Chasity
said, but her tone contradicted it. She didn’t sound like it had been nice. “I
won’t keep you. I’m sure you have things you want to do before you go back in.”
She walked around the corner, and when Laqiya thought to call her back, Chasity
was already gone.
    “She was definitely interesting,”
said Isis when Laqiya said that Chasity had disappeared.
    Nightshield was staring, head cocked
to her left, with a curious gaze at where Chasity had been.
    “I know I’ve seen her before. I
know her from somewhere,” Nightshield said frowning and shaking her head. “I
just can’t place it…”
    “We’ll figure it out later,” Laqiya
said shrugging off the familiarity she felt with the previous woman. “Whatever
we want to do we better do it now. The evening is going to creep up on us if we
don’t.”
    “So where are we going?”
Nightshield asked.
    “I was thinking we’d just go to
Sakura’s house for a while. We should go get Adria too,” Laqiya added
    Isis went back to the house they
had just passed, coming back to relay that Adria was at the park before leading
the way there. Laqiya had an odd feeling about something as a light breeze
blew. She couldn’t distinguish it like she usually was able to but it felt like
a warning… The wind was apologizing to her?
    Laqiya soon forgot the feeling
though because as soon as they entered the park, the wind picked up blowing
Isis and Nightshield’s dark hair in their face and making Laqiya almost loose
her tam.
    “Why is it so windy all of a
sudden?” Laqiya yelled over the wind and her companions, who were busy trying
to get their hair out of their faces, merely shrugged.
    They took a random path in search
of Adria. They found her standing under a