Montreal
The woman would be asked for the details related to the ticket, then be handed one.
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As the pair passed the alleyway, Shana would see a body covered by a sheet being taken away. On one of the walls was a bloody splatter with bits of brain and bone littering the wall and ground around it.
[color=660099]"I don't need an alibi, I didn't do anything wrong."[/color] Zevrisya said, walking right by the crime scene. After a few more minutes of walking they would come across a different alleyway, with a hooded cape lying by a dumpster. Zev, making sure to stay in the shade, tossed the towel over Shana's head and put the cape on.
[color=660099]"Okay, got it!"[/color] Zev said, returning her eyepatch to its old position and putting up the red-lined black hood. The hood, clearly designed with her in mind, was deep and rigid enough to shade her face. With a flourish, Zevrisya flicked out the cape so it billowed behind her.
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Other World
Yauna would open the door, now holding the magically-inscribed tuning fork. "I've completed the ritual. I can't think of any more I would need, yet, so if there's nothing more to discuss I could go and contact XPOL now." she explained.