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the sun had barely set as olivia made her way across the crater city, her city. she needed to meet with freya. were all on the council so doubtful of her intellect? did they not realize her a doctor of academia? olivia hurried her walk through the near-empty streets, most people readying themselves for nighttime activities at home. although, a few strays waved at their leader and the vaporeon that followed - a common sight lately - and olivia gave them an obligatory smile before excusing herself. an important meeting, she claimed. olivia had chosen this time of day to avoid the populace, not wanting a crowd should there be a scene. gods only know what the media would do with a story like that.

her march came to a slow as olivia approached the infamous morningstar estate. it was as if a cold war had descended upon sootopolis, and it was here that olivia felt it the most. she had been avoiding a direct confrontation thus far, but she could only allow so much before she must make a move. meara paced beside olivia as the pair stood before the entrance of the place. "morningstar." olivia stated as if her voice alone could force the doors down.