Korin had been rather lost in his reading, page after page, hour upon hour, he had read about how humans had waged wars upon one another in ages long past, for perhaps the stupidest reasons. But all rooted themselves to power, something hat humans craved apparently. They were perhaps far too much violent in his opinion, but he wasn't all too bothered, the relations between nocturne and humans had never been brilliant. Picking up his now fairly cold coffee, which luckily wasn't in a porcelain cup so he could take it with him, he took a walk outside the library.<br/><br/>Outside was rather...curious, traffic was stopped for as far as the eye could see, and rain poured down from the skies in vast amounts.<span style="color: #FFFF00">"What the..."</span>He muttered to himself. Something serious was happening, likely the case was that someone had cornered a nocturne, and the Overwatch had been dispatched to kill it...or a hunter had turned manic, and someone had spotted them hunting. Either way, Korin was intrigued by the whole situation. But he needed to be stealthy about in the manner he watched this event unfold itself.<br/><br/>Korin walked to the left of the main traffic jam, where the amount of cars and larger vehicles was sparser and visibility wasn't obscured by dozens of car lights and huge trucks. Whatever was happening, it was fairly close by. Moving form car to car in a quick manner, Korin cleared ground with speed unmatched by a human doing the same thing, he reckoned that time would be of the essence. Curiosity was perhaps the worst thing for this kind of situation, especially if seen by whatever nocturne or soldier was about, but he was prepared to take a risk, even if that risk could involve copious amounts of gunfire in his direct...<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Rosalie watched as Taru accepted the cigarettes from Kiyoko, from the looks of the packaging they were rather expensive and luxurious, or at least looked to be of that sort, she herself hadn't ever smoked, so it was lost upon her. She smiled when he said to Kiyoko about never having seen a mess until she saw his apartment, despite the fact that she preferred such places as homes to be kept completely clean, but it didn't matter all too much. She even watched as he lit the cigarette he had drawn from the packet, he lit it with such dexterity and speed as to make her raised her eyebrows in amazement.<br/><br/>He certainly didn't seem to be a perfect match for her in any sense of the phrase, but there was something about him, something wild and unkempt, something that was attractive in her, a daughter of rich land owners, eyes. She may not have realised in the least, by she was staring at him, subtlety wasn't her strong suit, but her imagination was running rampant.<br/><br/>Her trance-like state of imagination was broken only by the sound of both Taru and Kiyoko's voices, they were talking about their preferred hunting grounds.<span style="color: #FFFFFF"> 'Nightclubs? Why would someone hunt at a nightclub? That sounds like asking to be spotted.'</span>She thought to herself upon hearing Taru, certainly he must be rather daring and brave, or at least that is how Rosalie saw it. For surely those who hunted in nightclubs and other crowded areas knew just how high the risk of detection was.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">"Nein, nightclubs vould make feeding much more difficult, zhere are many people who may see you." </span>She said to the pair of them, providing her own opinion on the matter of hunting grounds.<span style="color: #00FF00">"Kiyoko's idea vould make feeding far easier, plus zhere vould be less people zhat can spot you."</span>She added, despite not being all that bothered about here she was going to hunt. As long as there was some kind of human blood and was discrete, it was good in her eyes.<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Colla had been watching as Shinobu climbed onto the roof the black overwatch vehicle with speed, it certainly provided a great vantage point that would make shooting and spotting easier, especially given her small stature, but it would also improve her chances of being spotted, or perhaps eviscerated by the ghoul they were tracking if she was unlucky.<br/><br/>Not too far off, she heard the enraged talking of Jo, for the muffled words she heard, it sounded like he wasn't most amused by Shinobu's antics.<span style="color: #FF8000">"Don't blame you there.."</span>She muttered to herself with a slight smile upon her face, despite the immense danger that everyone was in.<br/><br/>Sighing, Colla placed her other hand upon her pistol, apparently this Artisan ghoul wasn't as energetic as the reports made it out to be. But it was still hazy through the unrelenting downpour of rain, poor weather and ghouls were not a good mix for anyone's health and wellbeing. Looking back towards the other members of the squad, she heard the sound of Yumi giving out orders, Jo was with Shinobu...maybe not the best paring, and she was with Yumi.<span style="color: #FF8000">"Wonderful." </span>She muttered once more, moving so that she stood slightly closer to Yumi's position.