M waited outside the library for rhythm, today is when they had scheduled to look at the exibits the library was currently housing. The newest designs for architectural design as well some statues dug up from egypt and parts of greece. Taking a pocket watch he looked the time had just hit 12:00 p.m, the cloudy sky implied it would rain probably the reason rhythm was being held up.

Rhythm walked through in the shadows, tracing the outlines of clouds with her eyes. She too believed it would probably rain. I'm glad. This place is way too bright normally. She stepped out of the shadows and walked towards M without greeting him. She looked straight at him, remaining silent.

"Your packagae was transported safely." he told her feeling business would be the best way to greet rhythm of all individuals. He looked at her rather oddly because he felt out of place a bit, a since of something off.

"Well done," she said. "No trouble, I trust?" She was shifting her gaze all around her, her eyes skimming every surface and shadow. They finally rested on his eyes, looking carefully. She always forgot to look away, sometimes not caring if it unnerved people, and sometimes not noticing.

"No. I got there exactly when I said that I would, same goes for this exhibit." he replied thinking rhythm was having a staring contest with him he didn't blink. "What took you so long?" he asked curiously.

"Yes, well," she said, her gaze unmoving. "I ended up late. I came into a spot of bother along the way. I trust the messenger gave you no trouble?"

"I didn't shoot the messenger if that's what your implying." he replied checking his pocket watch and then opening and closing it in his hands. "I can't believe you of all people is late for anything." he said analyzing her.

"Yes, well. Desperate times call for desperate measures, or so they say. There's a lot going on."

"What's going on?" he asked blurting it out with really having to think about it. "Did you slip?"

"No. There's a lot going on. Mainly at night I will be away. It's safer to work then, so I will probably be impossible to reach."

"Out of reach huh." he said pointing his index finger and then poking her forehead what seemed randomly. "I reached you this time."

"Yes, well this time I haven't got urgent work. Working at night is better for me. I will work through all day and night if need be though," Rhythm said. "If I am working, it is usually incredibly difficult to contact me, and depending what I am working on, sometimes impossible."

"What are you currently working on?" he asked rather drawn in by the idea of a new project.

"Now that," Rhythm said. "Is a secret. I thought you knew me a bit better than that. Do you really think I'm going to tell anybody what I am working on?"

"Well it's certaintly not a secret who your keeping company with." he replied taking out a picture of rhythm in the cafe with a rather strange looking young women. "Care you explain?" he asked standing on the balls of his feet. "I would say that photo means I know you quiet well. Habits and all."