The two figures stood at the end of the block, a man and a woman, out for an evening stroll, nothing more common in their mood or demeanor. They casually turned and began to walk back down the block speaking in soft voices as the strolled down the sidewalk.<br/><br/>"Are you sure, there are none of the usual markings. No bell, book or candle. Not even the most remote hint that this is a wit.." The woman began as the passed the rather plain and unassuming houses.<br/><br/>"Hush," the man replied with a quick admonishment. He looked to the woman instead of about, the face seemed calm but the eyes were alight with a fanatic's fire."I am quite sure of everything I do. She practices thought she has not shown any outer trace. Maybe she is a dabbler, but it is best to put the fear of the righteous into her before she becomes a practitioner. "<br/><br/>"Yes, yes I know, but what makes you think the book we are looking for...," she paused as they started to pass the house. "Did you see her leave? I can't sense her anymore, the house seems to be empty now."<br/><br/>The man looked over and at the house. for a moment his eyes grew unfocused, staring hard at the simple structure."Something is odd, I cannot get passed the front door, something is keeping me out. Damnit, we need to go tonight, she is much more powerful than we thought. We need to get that book away from her as soon as we can, there is no telling what resides inside those pages."<br/><br/>"We could try now, she is not home."<br/><br/>"No, later, we will need a third, someone who can get us past the door if need be, we need to go now." With that the man picked up the pace of the stroll, leading the woman farther down the sidewalk. The cornered the walk and hurried off, farther into the night.<br/><br/>As all this transpired, Roe remained with Tegan, unaware that others would interject themselves to his fragile little world.<br/><br/>