[CupcakeDolly]

Despite the sun beating down on them, Rue felt a strong desire to shiver. The images she had glimpsed were stronger and more forceful than any she had yet experienced in the city - almost reckless in nature. The source had been from a man, that much she knew from the familiar patterns. Whether it was a psychic or not she couldn't quite tell, although she'd assume a psychic would be able to control such thoughts.

It was a few moments later that she realized she was being followed, likely by somebody who had heard her carefully placed rumor. The intentions permeated from behind her, and she was careful to continue on as she had been, with an air of royalty, as though nothing had happened. She weighed her options: The images concerned her. Though she had been raised through far worse, she wasn't sure about letting someone who was prone to such thoughts get too close. On the other hand, she had made sure not to specify that she herself was the client. That little detail had been set up for just such a situation.

Making up her mind, Rue turned with an abruptness that she hadn't yet shown into a break between two buildings, away from the main road. She paused for a moment before disappearing into it, ensuring that her follower would see where she had gone.