Renegades

Marlene: Having tied a loose end over at Candor HQ, Marlene le Tallec wiped one of her knives clean of the blood that once covered it. With a blank look, she clenched the now red cloth, made it into a ball, and threw it in one of the trash cans she passed on her way to her quarters. She was just going to get another of her knives and then she'd be back on her way out - she wanted to do some spying on Kyarah, and she needed another knife in case something were to go wrong.

Emily: The small noise of the cloth making contact with the material inside the bin disturbed the fragile strands of thought, the former Erudite blinked her way back into awareness three or so times. Having wondered why Marlene had gone on an expedition to Candor this early in the morning, she'd risen quickly and come outside, in her pajamas no less. The sight of the knife and cloth resolved this, although it took the blonde a few precious moments to associate the red with blood. Marlene's vendetta did not seem to be decreasing, and visits to Kyarah's home faction helped matters very little. A chill reminded her that it had been a very bad idea to come out in such thin clothing.