Fang slipped out the door as the officer vacated it. She headed down the street towards her bike.  At one point when she was sure there were no onlookers, she shimmered to visibility and continued to her bike, just another girl with places to go and things to do.<br/><br/>She hopped onto the Mirage and kicked it’s motor to life, then cruised easily towards home  She let the night wind in her hair slowly clear her mind of the stress the run put her through, then pondered a new entry for her blog.<br/><br/>When she got home, she sent a message to the old orc asking when they could meet to conclude their business.<br/>