Searching for the presence.

Mu's head cocked to the side as if she was considering something. The sealing tags on her cloaked fluttered a bit but she was otherwise motionless. Her eyelids flickered giving the appearence she was in the rem sleep cycle. Finally she snapped back to reality. Her voice projected out in a brisk automated fashion. "Latest reports show Litchi Faye-Ling managing a small clinic in Orient Town. Total employees...two...connections to major organizations....minimum."

Hazama looked back up at the ceiling, "Alright, Mu, get cloaked up. We're going to find this 'small clinic' and question this 'Litchi Faye-Ling'; seeing as she's a former member of Sector Seven, I want you to come with me in case she has anything... up her sleeves, we can't be too careful after what just happened".
He turned around, once again readjusting his hat, and began walking back the way he'd came, contemplating how to approach her and what to ask. Perhaps a straight up direct approach would be better than attempting to lie and say they were affiliated with Sector Seven.

'She was romantically involved with that Arakune...' he smirked, his mind drifting as he walked, 'and that's how we'll get her to cooperate... Assuming she still likes that half-dead blob of garbage'.

-Exit to Orient Town-

Mu bowed to her master before cloaking herself in a powerful ars magus to hide from unwanted eyes. Safely hidden from view to the vast majority, the Murakumo stood over Hazama's shoulder as a silent guard, ready to strike at a moment's notice. A soft monotone voice whispered through the air.

"On your lead Master Hazama."



-exit following Hazama to Orient Town-