Cassandra Ellyn McGuire
A.K.A. The Mistress of Shadows


Cassandra bowed her head to Fred as the police arrived, giving him a silent thanks of sorts. She began pushing herself up on her feet after making sure Seiryu was guided into the car. All the while, she couldn't help but stare at him. He hadn't hesitated to kill her parents years ago --- yet today he hadn't second guessed the idea of giving himself in. She couldn't help but feel... uneasy about it. Very much so. What's he up to?

Before she could even try to answer her own mental questions, flashes in her eyes made her shift away from her thoughts and back to reality. "Um..... uh......" Every time she was about to answer one person, another question was thrown at her ... not quite literally but still. By the time she looked out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Jessica had already left, making her groan lightly.

Attention something Cassandra wasn't used to ... not like this anyways and she felt herself frozen for quite a while, unable to speak or do much more than merely breath. Finally, she mustered up the courage to at least get out a reply of sorts, even though she knew it wasn't what they would be wanting to hear, "I'm sorry but I'm not available to answer questions." With that, she turned and began to leave as quickly as she could despite how tired, mentally and physically, her seventeen year old body was.