<i>But a moment is all I need, unfortunately for you.</i>Aerylinne thought to herself for a moment how exactly her parents would feel about Cyrille if Aerylinne managed to elude her. She imagined that consequences would exist, but she didn't indulge in imagining what they were. After all, she wanted to minimise the guilt of her selfish endeavours, even if she was apathetic over all.<br/><br/>She took the assistance to descend from her seat, and struggled not to speak the words she'd been waiting for all night. However, nearly as soon as the carriage was just far enough from her, she clasped her hands together in excitement, and invoked her borrowed power.<br/><br/>Turning, she took a few steps back, looking past the inn to discern the dimensions she had to work with. Finishing the words of her spell, she focused to give it direction.<br/><br/>Forward. As far as you'll take me. In an instant, she was gone, staring at another building front as she relocated further towards the other side of the dwelling, maybe five-hundred feet from the point of casting. If she could translocate any further, she would have left a long time ago, but this was just the headstart she felt that she needed.<br/><br/>In the back of her mind, she began to realise that Cyrille's existence as a more unknown variable in her plans made them considerably more fragile. Still, she thought. It was a little late to turn back now.<br/>Setting a brisk pace, she strode off into the night, enveloped in darkness and her jet-black dress. She believed there to be woodland nearby... Perhaps she could find some modest comfort there.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>