Riposte runs down the street, ducking through alleyways and vaulting past all obstacles as if they weren't even there.  She envied Feign's more potent Tengu blood, her own was thin enough that her hair was only barely feathered, flowing out almost weightlessly and causing more drag than it was worth while she ran.  In the distance, she hears another pop, accompanied by an electronic squeal from her stolen radio.  A reply this quickly could only be a confirmation.<br/><br/>As if to confirm her suspisions, she sees a pair of black dots high in the air, heading East and out of the city.  Though her heratige is thin, her eyesight is exceptionally keen for a human.  After a moment of watching, she continues on her sprint.  Though she has been lookout until now, she does know every location Feign has scouted before, and seen even more through her hacked feed of the city's cameras.  From the terms in his report, Feign is with the resistance. Either willingly or by force.  Even if he's being dragged through the streets, they'll have to take him to their headquarters eventually.<br/><br/>That is her destination.