Antonio
"Who's askin'?"
*From within the crowded streets of Runra's frontier cities, ancient walls and ports hugging the coast for miles across, an older clerk leered suspiciously at a newcomer. From her features, he could tell she was native, while a few shades paler than his own skin. The trouble was that he didn't recognise her, and unfamiliar faces asking the questions she did never bade well. He shifted in his seat, thankful that there was a row of desks separating him from the swordswoman.*

"Just an old acquaintance. I heard this place was owned by her family, and thought I'd ask after her."
*Taito gave little away for now, aware that most of the room would be listening, preferring to glean what she could from the gentleman's reactions.*

"...If you can't name yourself, then there's little to be done. House Yirek speaks not to strangers. Now leave, before I call the guards."
*He barked back, pulling his wispy hair from his eyes as he lowered his head, ignoring her in favour of his work. The ronin clenched her jaw, but said little more as she left - her katana sheathe clicking against her belt loudly, a few of the wandering staff members eyeing her warily. 

Spilling out into the busy thoroughfare, she followed the current of people deeper into the city, openly flaunting her long canines as she yawned, scratching one of them with a finger.*
"Useful... But I need more information. Maybe some of the other estates. That snake Huron might be easier..."
Joshua
*Cuo often thought of herself as an outlier. Someone who stood out in society due to her nature, or perhaps in the way in which she dressed. However, it was clear that there were others who surpassed her in this regard. A vampire, judging from the fangs and pale skin, who wielded a katana. Her armor seemed to be light, but maneuverable at the same time. A warrior for sure, but Cuo wanted to find out more. She had only stories about vampires, about how they sucked people's blood, turned into bats, melted when placed in running water. The necromancer remembered when she was once accused of being one; partially as a joke, but one that stung.*

*She had seen the swordswoman walk into the shop, choosing to stay outside until she returned. Perhaps she was going to return to her cave? Or maybe some grand castle off in the woods, a spire worthy of a dark lord. Regardless, Cuo was curious. She peered at Kirosaki from the alleyways, trying to stay out of sight from the vampire. Said vampire would feel a prescence watching her as she walked through the streets.*
Donald
*The vampiress had always had a knack for sensing presences, but only when she focused. Even with her mind occupied on weaving through the crowd, wracking her brain for locations and names, she felt a set of eyes burn into her back. The crowd seemed to disperse ahead, a small clearing around the fountain and benches in the centre of the city. Once she was clear, her attention was turned towards whoever or whatever was watching, her eyes flashing crimson as a smirk crawled up her face.*

"Someone's found me... Wonder if it's an old friend."
*She muttered under her breath, raising her katana up as it hung at her hip, sitting at one of the empty benches and watching the crowd swirl past.*
Joshua
*As Taito moved through the city, the crowd of people got less and less dense. Not only would this make it easier to spot her in the crowd, but it allowed Cuo to move closer, making it obvious that she was following the vampire.*

*It was only when the woman turned around that Cuo realized that she was caught. Fortunately, she didn't seem to be hostile. Cuo simply smiled back, strolling over next to Kiro before sitting next to her, the large grimoire chained to her hip being placed on her lap.*

"Not an old friend... Hopefully a new one though. Are you really a vampire?"

*Cuo expressed a childlike wonder to her question, her eyes shining.*