Thread: White Rose Withering [TakodaVega x Dies Irae]

Stinging Nettle was beginning to assume White Rose had disappeared, sitting a top a clock tower looking down upon all the people going about their daily routines, he had a good day gathering information, Rose had disappeared and he wanted to find her. Looking to the ground he gave a small smile, his blue eyes scanning the crowd below him for his next informant. A sort of everything has a cost type of man, though he accepted different payment other than money, he was an information trader, info for info. Nettle scaled the clock tower down carefully, avoiding any unnecessary lights, he had a thing for being hidden, it was his way, if you were never seen, you could never be caught. Amidst the crowds he hid, he hid well, his tall frame masked by the shadows of verandas and alleyways, eventually he came across his informant, the fellow seemed oddly jumpy for someone who deals with information like he had, Nettle was silent as always, he signed his words to the man, a informant like him would be able to read it and in return he gained a lead ion Rose's location, as quickly as they had met, they both vanished away, Nettle went off to find his next target, the one who supposedly knew where Rose was. He was going to have to be quick, the next cycle wasn't long away, he would wait until after his next transformation to find her, he needed stealth for Rose not power. The night was falling but he eventually had to pass into the light, his well built body showing in full view of the empty street he was on, he was toned, the constant movement served as excellent excerise for his legs and his natural development of being a werewolf helped keep his upper body in good shape add in the fighting and bounty hunting and there was going to be at least some tone to his body. He was tall quite tall just a few inches from 7 feet. His hair was short barely reaching his collar, though from all the time running around today it had grown quite messy and out of place. This was unorthodox of Nettle, he had always avoided entering Taverns to find info, but a hunter has to do what a hunter has to do. He entered slowly, his eyes closed momentarily taking in the sounds of the tavern, somethings were better heard than seen, He wasn't worried about people knowing him, No one knew who Stinging Nettle was or what he looked like besides White Rose and Foxglove. He didn't need to stay here long, he just needed to wait, to watch for his target and then leave and hide until he was alone. Underneath the black long sleeved shirt and white pants he hid his weapon of choice, the twin daggers, easy to wield and easy to use but he wouldn't get into trouble not here. His blue eyes glanced over the various people, his eyes seemed to spark with electricity when they came to rest upon the individual who he was to see. Nettle left quickly after he had spotted him, the man who leave eventually and Nettle would get what he wanted. Nettle had indeed been correct about the man leaving, he wandered off alone and into a winding alley that led to some sort of crude hotel. Nettle was on the rooftops following, when his chance came he struck quickly, a swift kick to the back of the shin, it would incapacitate and cause pain but he would still be able to to speak. Nettle walked forward the daggers handles in his hands ready to draw them at the even the slightest sign of trouble Where is she...? he asked his deep voice filling the silent street. The man was not convinced this stranger was intending to kill him, but with the impressive height he had no intention of finding out, in a small motion he pointed to a building on the horizon. Nettle looked down and pulled a small cloth from his pocket, as the man ran away Nettle sat in the alley unwrapping the cloth revealing a sparkling Emerald Swan. A symbol of his former role and life. Rose was one of those symbols as well but he had a job to do. Silently he put the swan back in his pocket I'm on my way he said to the air, and with that he was gone again up on the rooftops moving to scout the building the man had pointed out.