<span style="font-family:Palanquin">It was only a matter of time and Jinora knew that well enough. She had computers built into her eyes, after all, and surely the people strong enough to keep her captive had technology clever enough to track her even if she had gotten away for the time being. The more time she spent wandering around on her own, though, the more she remembered what it had felt like to be free in the first place and as those memories came back to her, she began to actually want it that much more. Freedom was the one thing she’d always wanted, though. The only thing that changed was how badly she craved it and how long she thought it would take before she could actually get it. <br/>
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Much to her surprise, though, after the sirens, the city was quiet. Jinora didn’t hear any sirens after those first ones and she hadn’t encountered anyone who seemed to be getting into trouble either. In a city like Chicago, she would have expected to see some people fighting or brawling or… or the darker things that she would look away from as fast as she could. However, it seemed that there was nothing at all going wrong. <br/>
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She also noticed the lack of the feeling that anyone was following her. W.I.N.T.E.R. seemed to have shrunk to whispers for the time being and although she wanted to stop and wonder about it, Jinora knew that it could only mean one thing. They were regathering and among the agents, for some silly reason or another, that took a tremendous amount of time. While she was on the roads, Jinora made sure she kept only to the crowds. She stayed out of buildings, shops, malls, restaurants… anything that could separate her from the crowds of the roads or the traffic that dwelled among them. Those were the only things that would keep her safe when they decided to start tracking her again. They would want to avoid harming the civilians so Jinora would walk on their heels and at their hips. <br/>
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Jinora didn’t keep track of how long she had been walking and she tried to keep her mind busy even if her feet were growing bored of footstep after footstep. <br/>
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What she found for amusement was something no one else could see. As she meandered through the crowds, Jinora’s eyes locked in on various faces throughout the streets. She identified them, she learned their names and she connected to what databases they could. So many people were wanted for such little things and another few of the had far more legitimate information on the market. Anyone who could actually make use of this information would have a field day with it. Jinora was just peeking for fun. <br/>
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And time passed this way. <br/>
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The agents were moving again, though, and slowly but surely, they were surrounding her while keeping their pleasant distance. Unfortunately for Jinora, her eyes weren’t quite picking up on that.</span>