(http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSHpzlTj0RCU_lHFINhjhDOyIeWIvjo__Hcf32_vUIdd-muv7Rhxw)<br/><br/>Present day<br/>Location the gardens<br/>Tagging some folks the shadows<br/><br/><br/>Babs knew that the message would be passed on some way, just as long as those that needed to know did know the small amount of information she had found out. Hopefully it would be of some help. If Nomad had thought she had talent back in the day then now she had truly honed her skills. Unnoticed as far as she was aware, the way the reader moved was as if she was a part of the foliage, using its actions seemed to mirror it; this was how she passed padding through the night like some unseen presence.<br/><br/>Her nostrils flared a little and it was almost as if Bab’s ears twitched a little, trying to catch any noise, which might be unusual. She did an almost start on hearing the branch crack, but was able to remain calm, reminding herself a  branch was often just a branch, and nothing to worry about, yet it was a warning not to be too complacent.<br/><br/>With that in mind but being yet more careful and occasionally glancing up, with caution as well as no little trepidation, Babs moved slowly… closer, always alert. She would be ready for attacks, still her heart rate was still slow for now and her breath even. With weapons Babs might have felt safer, but the slight young woman had shocked more than a few larger males in her time.<br/><br/><em>Tick Tock Tick Tock,</em>the time passed slow slowly or seemed to as the slight young woman focused all her senses in the area about her.<br/>