A return to the guard's outpost near the academy turned up that Captain Lynch  ((ooc - I can't remember if I named her and don't see it but if i did, I'll edit this name))  had already gone home for the end of her shift.  However the captain had the foresight to think that Ylene might return.  So she'd left her address incase the mostly naked drow woman returned.  So alone now, and with the promise to meet Hailton back at her apartment later, Ylene head off to find the captain's home.<br/><br/>Unfortunately as the day was beginning to heat up and the sun began to bake away the last remnants of the cool night on the city, the crowds became more and more active.  People rushed about to finish chores and do their buisness before the full heat of the day hit, and the streets became more and more crowded with every minute.  Ylene started to get less and less looks as slave women bounced from task to task as unclothed as she, and sometimes even less.  There were a few who wore not a thread of clothing save a collar bearing the name of their owner.  In fact, Ylene passed an alleyway where a slave master was making use of his pleasure slave.  The cool dark alley wouldn't stay cool for long, and he appeared to be taking advantage of the morning to release his lusts.  But Ylene had no time to join in or even stop, as she kept pressing her way to the address given.<br/><br/>Unfortunately there was no answer at the captain's house, and she was about to give up when she noticed a bar across the street.  A hunch led her to peer in the windows, and certainly enough, the captain sat at the bar, drinking a mug of ale at a decent pace.  Too late now for most people's breakfast, the bar was at a lull, and other than a handful of other patrons who'd obviously finished working all night, the place was fairly empty.  Then again, the captain looked rather sullen, and didn't appear to want company, if Ylene was to guess by her body language.