Thread: "It Can't Rain All The Time" ... continued

JD finds the warehouse and cruises in his Camero slowly around it, taking a full circuit then again another block further out making a clean sweep with the Sight without being obnoxiously obvious about it. He returns and parks farthest from the door. He steps out of the vehicle and lights a smoke. Only one other car was present at the time and he didn't want to offend anyone by being too early...

Pulling up in front of the warehouse Lydia sits in her car for a moment. Looking around she does not notice anyone so she gets out.
Walking up and turning the handle she finds it locked. With a sigh she gets her key out of her coat pocket. Unlocking the door she walks on in. Not seeing Benjamin yet she locks the door.

Benjamin opens the door leading from the back storage area to the main warehouse, smiling as he sees Lydia. "Well, it is a good thing I gave you a key." He walks past her to the main door and unlocks it for the others. "Lydia, feel free to have a seat."

He walks past her into his office, turning on the light and shutting the door behind him. When he emerges, he is wearing a different shirt and jacket. "So, how did the fight go for you, Lydia?"

Looking at Bejamin as he comes into the main part she gives him a smile.
Taking a seat "Sorry to see you got hurt, anything I can do?"

Looking away for a moment she turns back with a bit of disappointment on her face. " the fight went fine I suppose. I do enjoy getting to use my gifts on people but I am afraid I did not get some answers I was looking for."
Forcing a smile. "And how did you do?"

Maddalena is still obfuscated as she approaches the warehouse. She scans the area carefully before coming back into visibility. She enters the warehouse and silently walks to a chair and sits, brooding.
It is apparent to Lydia that she is still struggling to control her urge to unleash dementation on all around her. The Network hums and crackles with her need she share what she sees as the Truth.
She wipes absently at the now drying blood from her eyes and nose, waiting for this meeting to start.

"No, I am already healing, but thank you." He looks around the warehouse, sunglasses still on, he looks for any ethereal intruders. While he does this, he continues talking to Lydia. "What sort of answers were you looking for? I must say I am dissapointed in myself for not capturing or destroying that thing I fought. From what I've been told, it is their archbishop, a high ranking member of their sect. She fought well, but I finally gained the upper hand on it. Then it was swept away."

Looking satisfied after his visual sweep of the warehouse, the Colonel walks over the main door. "I wonder how long it will take for people to show up."

Seeing some people arrive, JD stubs out his smoke and procedes inside. Once he finds the meeting room, he stands quietly near the door, an air of relaxed confidence marred only by the aversion of his eyes from anyone of importance in the room. Respect in one so young? Perhaps...

A few rips are evident in his clothing but no open bloody wounds are visible. The couriers' tube is slung about his back and he seems self-conscious about that. He adjusts his Yankees hat and glances about the room subtly learning the layout, paying particular attention to windows and exits where they might exist.

When Maddalena sits down Lydia watches her. Staring at her for awhile she finally nods "Yeah, I'm not messing with that." She frowns and looks to Benjamin. "Answers. I needed answers. I owe some of them and I wanted answers. Swept away by who? "

Looking to the door "they will show when they show. Was there a set time?"

Noticing the new one enter the warehouse Lydia watches him for a few moments "I don't believe I know you."

JD's eyes snap around and settle roughly on the area of her mouth. His hands clasp in front of his belt buckle in a disarming manner. "Likely not, ma'am. JD Holt- Brujah." With a bit of embarrassment that is quickly hidden, he removes his baseball hat and continues. "I contacted Maxwell when I arrived and have been waiting for him to arrange an initial interview with the Prince..." he trails off not knowing if more is required at the moment.