Revenge? (RP)

Continues from Regroup.

- Benji -

"I thought you said something about helping!" Frank demands, following you. "We have been and talked to all the 'people in the city' and no one is willing to help." They sound desperate, desperate enough to be pleading with a vampire who just attacked them both for help with their plight.

You are back in tunnels you know, and you can easily find you way home or to your Haven/Harbour from here. You don't know what day it is, but your phone —which should now have signal again— is flat.

What do you do?

- Persephone -

Circe was not planning on your opening up and dumping real problems on her, she was prepared to criticise your choices and complain about your behaviour, but finds herself ill-equipped to deal with the complexities of the reality you present —and this is with all the truly weird details redacted.

"So, you are still seeing that guy? What are you plans tonight? Do you plan to bring him back..." She might be intending to say 'to your bed', or just 'here', but chickens out and looks away, confused and not sure what to think.

What do you do?

- Emma -

Dr Johansen did his work under local antithetic, it only being superficial (at least no one is calling it 'only skin deep'). But your zoned out demeanour has them worried and you are kept for a few hours 'for observation'. There is no further mention of your 'boyfriend', your lack of agreement may have been treated as implying some culpability on his part and they are always wary about guys in situations like yours.

You are moved to a room, and must have fallen asleep —they gave you many medications, and some of them may have messed with your mood or head.

At first you think you are alone in the room. It feels empty, but as you look around for something to fix your dry mouth, you notice a figure, standing by the window looking out into the dreary parking lot and the rain. It is dark, but a car's headlights pan past outside and illuminate your visitor.

He is an old man, pale and washed out, his white hair floats around his head like a halo, or like unspun cotton. He is wearing a grey suit and, along with his colourless hair appears almost unreal.

Even staring at him you still get the 'feeling' that the room is empty.

What do you do?

- Emma -

The watercolour man sans colour says nothing, he does not turn to face you, you swear he is so pale you can almost see the rain in the streetlights outside through his body.

What do you do?

- Persephone -

Despite the broken tension, Circe is worried, it is like you are a stranger again, all the time spent apart while you worked on your 'project' and the implication of crushing failure only to be turned around into 'great prospects' and emigrating to a foreign country. Your admissions that you are not happy with your job, but can not get out of is not something she can relate to, she has never had a job, but doesn't see why you can't just leave.

She wants to ask you if you are 'being safe', but doesn't know how to, or what to do with an answer, it feels to her like there is more to that question and she does not understand what is going on with you. She lets the laughing and the claims of TMI wash away her questions.

"I could just watch a movie in my room?" She says, not sounding all the enthusiastic about that, but also wanting to be a part of your life and actually get to talk to the people you are ... dating.

Henry replies promptly: "I am getting off work now. I though to come to you?" It is hard to tell over text but he almost sounds disappointed you are asking where to meet.

What do you do?

- Emma -

"Only to help. Ms Harper." He says, though this is almost never the full truth. "No one deserves what you have had to go through."

What do you do?

- Persephone -

"I want to know." Circe says, her naivety on full display. She probably assume it is like last time, and thinks she can see how something like that would explain your promiscuous behaviour.

What to you tell her?

What do you do?

- Emma -

"Where are my manners." He says, his voice is a washed out as his appearance. "People call me Waterman."

'People call me' is always a strange turn of phrase, but 'Waterman' rings a bell. You are pretty sure you have read that name somewhere.

What do you do?

- Emma -

'Waterman' was in The Administrator's files, you can't recall, lying here in a hospital bed, exactly what was said, and you don't think it was too heavy on details —like the man himself, it was a bit fuzzy— but you got the feeling he was considered 'the enemy'... and, given the nature of your relationship with Uskglass, that could bode well: 'the enemy of my enemy' sort of deal?

What do you do?

- Emma -

"'Dreaming'? Who can tell?" Waterman says wistfully. "But that is unimportant right now. You need your rest, go back to sleep." He sounds very far away.

What do you do?

"Really?" Benji asks, curious. "Like who?"

He is not headed back to Piccadilly, but instead makes his way toward the exit he found that took him out into Hyde Park. He’s covered in blood, after all, and doesn’t want to be spotted at his station like this. There will likely be fewer people at Hyde Park, what with the weather — certainly fewer that would recognise him, at least.

- Benji -

"The Transport Police, the Metro Police, the Army," Frank exclaims, listing off some of the people they went to. "... the wizards..." He adds, a bit hesitantly, watching to see how you react to this extraordinary claim. "No one would listen. What were we to do? Just stand by?

"Hey, where are we going?" He asks once your destination reveals itself. He is obviously hoping you changed your mind and will show then the way down rather than another way out that they may already know about.

What do you do?