<strong>Tiffania -- on the streets -- enjoying the cool night</strong><br/><br/>Tiffa shook her head as an ambulance raced past her, wailing as it went.<em>Some bloke got hit in a traffic accident?</em>she speculated.<em>Poor sod. Poor sods, actually...</em>She corrected herself, eyeing the Nephilim hurrying past her to unknown destinations.<br/><br/>She checked herself. She had been one of them not too long ago, anyway, going about her business just like the average human being. Teaching at a school for the difficult by day, and returning to her apartment by night. Until her eyes were opened to the reality of her situation, and all the work she had done helping the difficult children didn't matter anymore, because she wasn't going to help them get a better chance in life. There was no more life to be lived.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Tiffa felt so very alone. As a Cherub, she always got bored, but never tired of solitude. Now, however, in the midst of all these ignorant Nephilim, she felt alone. Desperate to go<em>somewhere</em>, Tiffa turned and entered the first building she saw, and just kept walking. It wasn't until a lady in white stopped her with a kind but firm smile did she realise where she was. She had entered Mercy View Hospital.<br/><br/>Smiling back at the nurse, Tiffa shook her head. "Ah, no, it's alright. I'm fine. I'm umm... visiting someone..." The doctor gave her a suspicious look, so Tiffa added. "She's in the maternity ward." The nurse was reluctant to let Tiffa go wandering around, but let the matter pass. There would be other nurses in the wards to keep an eye on this visitor. "Fifth floor, door to your left. Have a nice day, miss!" she instructed Tiffa, before bustling off to deal with another patient. With relief, Tiffa kept walking, trying to look as if she belonged. Perhaps she would find some cute babies to tease to pass the time.