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I can hazard a few guesses as to what's been going on all day, though none of those guesses seem especially pleasant. I shall count myself fortunate that I seem to have been missed by this curse--though I'd thought that we were to be seeing the end of them soon, but I suppose that's how the City itself would have it. I've been trying to piece together some observations about the City and the curses, especially given what these newcomers have been saying of late about it all. And about how their attempts to stop the curses haven't met with much success.

Still, the cafe has been busy enough today. I wouldn't have thought it an especially romantic location, but it seems to have attracted a rather surprising number of couples coming in for a cup of tea or a coffee together. And new couples, it would seem, given how astonishingly affectionate they seem to be with one another.

Now, I must say that I'm on my smaller Network device here at the cafe itself. I've been here for the better part of the afternoon. At this point, I'm trying to look busy while I watch someone here. Because there seems to be a young lady who's rather fixated on me. In fact, I think she gave a few threatening stares to someone who was simply inquiring after something. Most of the time she seems to be staring at me.

I'll be honest and admit that this is far from the first time I've had someone staring at me. But there's something in this stare that's unsettling me. And I will admit that it raises a few darker suspicions in my mind. I've not heard word of my father in some time. It wouldn't be below him to draw in someone as young as this girl to his following. I don't recognize her from London, but I know my father has made allies in the City before.

And if she is one of his allies and if she should see this Network entry, then let this be a caution to her.

I wish I knew why she was staring. I'm watching her over the top of my Network device even as I write this. As I said: I'm making a show of looking busy.

I wonder if I've not been so missed by this ordeal as I expected. I feel absolutely nothing, but I wonder if the same is true for everyone in present company.

I'm not sure which I'd prefer either, though: that someone far too young for me seems to be infatuated with me or that my father might be gathering his forces again.

Probably the former would be better. At least that will end at midnight.

~C.

[ooc: Oh dear. It would seem that sleepingstar has developed something of a schoolgirl crush on Cain. No, Cain doesn't return the affection. In fact, he's rather concerned by it all. All that staring and so on. It's, ah, rather a bit too much like the way a certain someone in his own world behaved around him. And he isn't fond of her either. Ah ha ha... Oh dear...]