The Master had been perched on the rooftops throughout the entire morning, failing to rest himself with sleep or food. He wanted to stay hungry and driven in his conversation with "Praetoris." While he was confused as to whether the one who had spoken to him anonymously was Marcus or if the new talkative member of the message boards had been elected, he knew that he had a date to keep. He was going to gain answers one way or the other, whether it would be from the mayor himself or someone who was willing to go out of their way to imitate them. The reasoning on their part was beyond consideration when it came to the frayed sanity of The Master.

He spotted the flower on a person from his gargoyle perspective and grinned. Landing on the ground with a quick thud, he began trudging his way past the crowds on his way to his host.