Unknown had already left really before Rattus had made it back out to do guard duty. So she had missed quite a bit of what went on. That was okay though. She had come to terms long ago that she couldn't be everywhere at once. As she looked down at where the body had been found and where blood could still be seen, she figured she was in right place. Or at the very least, not in the wrong place.<br/><br/>Bending down, she ran her hands over the blood stain. She felt the hard stone floor, but that was it. No stickiness. No rough spot where some blood might be even. "Damn." Her voice was barely above a whisper as she stood back up. Wishing she had been able to get here sooner, she turned around to go back outside. Nothing more could be done here. There had been a struggle. Even a few abrasions that could only be from magical blasts. Not that it helped in the end she thought as she settled against the porch railing and shut her eyes. The beast still got 'em and now all she had to do was wait to see if it came out hunting tonight.<br/><br/>Even if it meant another person had to end up dead.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Jeremi walked out into the night air. He had a sack of food in his hand and a look of confusion on his face. When he had come in, the waiter had given the hostess a dirty look. Almost like it was her fault he was here even though according to the sign, they stayed open till like ten in the evening. In fact, they wouldn't have even given him the sack of food if it hadn't been for a redhead in the back saying they had too cause they technically were still open. She got some dirty looks too, but he had gotten his food. He just couldn't eat it there. Which was weird. Not that he was gonna complain too much. He had food at least so he could eat in his room. It was just strange is all.<br/><br/>Just very very strange.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>No food given. All cause she had stuck up for the guy that had come in. All cause of that. Cause apparently she had made them stay longer than they had wanted too. They had taken off as soon as they could, kicking her out in the process. Apparently they didn't trust her. Not that she could blame them. Then again, the few carrots she had picked up spoke for itself. Not that they were very good or fresh, but they would work. At least for now.<br/><br/>Heading out into the bayou, she looked up at the night sky. Checking for clouds. After all, that would help her decide if she wanted to find a shelter or sleep out in the open.