â so, i will ask again: what is it he is up to ? â
     Unwavering optics glance at thefellow Ionian, long digits carefully tappingaway at the hard metal of her seat. Alas,such a specimen of raw potential wastedupon such a murky && outdated conceptas that of EQUILIBRIUM. She knew he  wouldcome for her eventuallyââ they all did.Sometimes, alone in the deepest recesses of her mind she questioned the value ofhaving such an ally as that made of     S H A D O W.Still, she stood, or rather sat, in the darkness, unbothered by the events leading to the ninja gracing her doors.
  â You seek answers from me ? Dearest,you  neednât look far for him. Gaze upon the shadow trailing behind your every stepââevery dark corridor you waltz byââ everydark heart tainted by his mere presence.He is everywhere, even in YOU.
     and thus, silence once again fell.