[Ah, so she noticed that, too. The sudden shift in something intangible, the sense of a presence nearby.]
[The shinki reaches into his sleeve and draws out what looks like a simple slip of white paper. With a flick of his wrist, he sends it towards the nearest wall, where it flattens itself and attaches itself. For a moment, nothing happens -- but then with an almost electric hum, bizarre symbols begin to appear on its surface in red, shifting before their eyes before seeming to settle.]
It's definitely near.
[For a moment, he's still and quiet, just taking in everything he can of their surroundings... Then he gestures silently to a run-down, boarded up shop nearby. To say that it's seen better days would be a drastic understatement.]
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[The shinki reaches into his sleeve and draws out what looks like a simple slip of white paper. With a flick of his wrist, he sends it towards the nearest wall, where it flattens itself and attaches itself. For a moment, nothing happens -- but then with an almost electric hum, bizarre symbols begin to appear on its surface in red, shifting before their eyes before seeming to settle.]
It's definitely near.
[For a moment, he's still and quiet, just taking in everything he can of their surroundings... Then he gestures silently to a run-down, boarded up shop nearby. To say that it's seen better days would be a drastic understatement.]