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Yigit had been living on his lonesome for a long time now after he had given up the search for the remnants of his clan so few centuries ago, mostly focusing on keeping his mind sound and his reactions sharp in case he had to deal with any threats. Due to being seemingly so far out of the reach of humans, there had actually only been a few that had met their end by him recently, however, there was something he felt fairly curious about: he could feel a very sizable amount of energy that was somewhat far from his home. From the distance, it felt like one large mass, and he couldn’t pick out anything interesting being far away. At worst, it could involve humans, and if it did involve humans, he would need to see what was going on; their weapons had become stronger over the years after all. Perhaps it was time he actually ventured out to see what it was.

So, as soon as the early morning hit, and Yigit had eaten several pieces of melon in the morning and donned a dark cloak (which wrapped around his form and fastened on a golden button), he took flight from his home after he had cast a simple illusion to make the house appear and physically feel as though it was simply a cave. He kept to trees that had the most foliage and moved fast, speeding through the forest until the the mass of energy was much, much easier to feel which meant it was close by.

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Seeing the streets filled with people milling about set his teeth on edge. He clung to the outskirts of the public areas, staying to the shadows, avoiding interactions wherever possible. Lance hated being surrounded by so many people, truly loathing how suffocating it felt to be surrounded by so many bodies at once. Unfortunately for him, this was the perfect way to hide his secrets. 

Despite his inability to grow to enjoy human socialization, he has adapted quite well enough, even having built a very believable friendly persona that enables him to have a predictable day-to-day human life. It was a necessity for his job at the coffee shop, but once he left, he avoided people at all costs, again, out of necessity. If he were found again, he would have to move again. And, God, was he tired of fucking moving.

With a sigh, he slipped through a back alley in an attempt to escape to a less crowded street, sucking in a deep breath the moment he stepped out onto the other side. He truly hated the foot traffic in this city, but the huge number of people in New Orleans provided the perfect was the hide in plain sight.

The kid leaned over the counter with a mischievous grin, as if he’d struck gold with what he was about to show the older gentleman. 

Just saying things were hard seemed like an understatement at the moment. She was tired, she was frustrated, she could probably break down and just cry if she let herself, but she didn’t. Somehow, by some graces, she even made it through the meeting without attempting to strangle someone. By the time she’d gotten into her car, not even bothering this time to wait for anyone, she was ready to just go. But where would she go where no one would look for her. She could go out to the river, but it was far to late, she wouldn’t make the dirt roads at this hour, and someone was bound to be waiting for her at her house. 

Evangeline pinched the bridge of her nose at the growing migraine of her bosses speech, which, wasn’t a surprise, as she normally ended up getting them anyway.  He was saying something about suspected gang activity in New Orleans and expressed concerns that it might spread, which, also wasn’t surprising due to the state of the city. 

When the meeting had finally ended, she let out a small sigh, and a quiet “Thank you” under her breath to no one in particular, as she collected her papers and moved straight for the door. 

What did surprise her, and catch her a bit off guard, was finding Julian standing at the base of the steps once she’d gotten outside. Albeit, he looked nervous, she minorly panicked at the first question that came to mind.