The moon in the sky was full, perfectly round, and glowing an erethal gold colour, against the perfect dark, imposing against it so clearly it looks as though it was merely a bright orb floating before her, magnified further by the comperatively pathetic, tiny twinkles of stars surrounding it. Through the dark alleyways, a light, barely noticable patter, steady and constant, and only a reminiscent of footsteps echoing in the silence. The darkness within the alleys was all consuming in the night, but through the darkness emerged a dark, foreboding form.
The clear figure of Nariko walked an inch into the light, pressed against the wall and half in darkness, only an inch of her hooded face leaning past the wall, but a single, keen eye staring out into the street, where she saw no one. The icy mist clinging at ankle height around the street was lit by the amber streetlights that illuminated the empty, ghostly streets. Rolling her head back to view the other wall of the alley, and rolling her eyes exasperatedly, she took out a stick of gum from her hoodies pocket and placed it in her mouth. Chewing excessively as she stared blankly forward, in deep concentration, her face void of emotion.
The minutes dragged as she remained in silence, her back leaning against the cold alleywalls, her expressionless face calm, the only muscles moving being her jaws as they chewed on the gum. But without warning, she stopped chewing, and after another second, a grin spread over her face, and she began to speak to the apparently "empty" alleyway.
"We aren't dealing with another jugheaded civillian, Luke" Nariko explained with a tone of pleasant derisivness. "We're chasing a mother, trying to protect a child. A person who is willing to take every chance, and will use any means to keep her child from harm, a lion and her cub."
With a jolt forward of her head, she spat the gum she had been chewing from her mouth and sent the pink wad flying to the floor with a quiet noise against the dark, wet concrete floor, amongst the other filth and litter.
"This... will be tricky"
And with impressive speed, Nariko ran at the opposite wall, her thin, thigh high sock wearing legs carrying her with cheetah speed. Her running continued even as she reached the opposite wall, and carried her several feet up its surface, and then propelled her through the air with a kick off. She grabbed a window sill on the other side and used it to fling herself to grab the rooftop with her fingerless gloved hand, pulling herself atop the four story high building. She composed her stature to stare out against the skyline, the buildings imposing themselves against the black sky. Nariko smiled a cruel, sinister smile
"Now where are you hiding?..."
Admittedly, Luke wasn't the type of person who enjoyed working with others, but a task was a task, and he wasn't about to say no to one just because it involved him having to work with a couple of other people. He wasn't trying to keep himself unnoticed as he entered the alley - he had already spotted that there was only Nariko half hidden in the shadows, with no suitable places for others to hide, and therefore felt no need to. The slight chill in the air had caused him to zip up his jacket and stuff his hands into his pockets to keep himself warm - his clothes didn't do much to hide his identity, but that fact didn't really concern him in the slightest.
Stopping a few feet from the younger Templar as she spoke, he sent a glare in her direction, not appreciating the mocking tone. He let out a disapproving huff of breath before muttering almost silently to himself something about respect and experience in the world.
Watching with a frown as Nariko began to climb the wall, Luke doubted that she had heard any of what he had to say - or if she had done, she didn't seem to be responding to it. He waited until she'd gotten halfway up before glancing around the alley, looking back towards the ladder he had walked by as he had approached his ally. It looked like someone had been using it during the day to clean their windows, or something of the sort, but had left it out overnight for some unknown reason.
Turning back to take one last look towards Nariko - who had now reached the top and was pulling herself up onto the roof - he then swiftly made his way towards the ladder, not even taking a minute for him to reach the top of it. Unfortunately for him, the ladder barely reached the fourth window, making him wonder why he hadn't somehow learnt to free-run when he was younger. To him, it was far too late in his books to learn now. Still, determined to follow Nariko, he held onto the edge of the window above him, which was thankfully just in arm's length. Slowly, he stepped up the last few rungs of the ladder until he was stood on the top of it, then he edged over onto the windowsill. Glancing upwards, he didn't even want to attempt to make a jump for the roof, but looking to his right, the drain-pipe was in reaching distance and seemed to be more of a safer route to him - and so that was the route he took. It wasn't too troublesome to climb the pipe from there, however he knew he wouldn't have been able to make it to the roof by only climbing it.
Pulling himself up onto the roof, he cursed violently under his breath at his lack of free-running skills before approaching Nariko once more, standing not too far from her whilst studying the surrounding areas of the town. He wasn't too familiar with the area, but he was sure he would get used to it eventually.
"Do we have any recent sightings of the two we're after? They've neglected to tell me anything but who we're searching for," he asked her quietly, watching as a few people passed by in the streets below them whilst waiting for a response.