Thread: Seeking Comfort (11-20-09)

"You wont get far, Anarch..." Janus thought to himself as he stalked the sewers. They were watchful for him now in The Pitt. He could sneak up on most, but they'd started anew in their security measures. This one in particular thought jumping down a sewer hole would lead to his escape.

Turning the corner, his glowing red eyes spotted a human form some yards away. His muscles tensed he crouched low, creeping close to the ground. As he neared the human, he realized this was not who he sought...and one of the last people he would ever expect in the warrens of the Masked Clan.

Rising up he called out..."Miranda...what are you doing down here?" walking purposefully he looked around, sensing if any others were close.

"This is not the place for a Rose..."

"He's right you know." Comes a voice from the shadows behind Janus. "Definitely not a place for someone so pretty." A man (pic) slips out of the shadows. Bent over, demurely not meeting either kindred's eyes he continues in as gentle a voice as he can manage. "I'm Meeks... of the mask," He says in Janus' direction.

Looking back to Miranda he continues, "You know better than this Miss. It's dangerous for you ..." He leans his head towards Janus and finishes, "Or anyone... to be down here. Has something happened? Is something wrong?"

Janus regards the Nosferatu and then looks back to Miranda. "Business? Then I wont keep you...simply, protecting the cities, assets." He bows his head slightly to her and then again, regards the Nosferatu. "See to her safe return of her domain..."

With that, he continues the hunt of his prey...

Meeks looks nervously at Janus and then back to Miranda as Janus leaves. "If you want me to lead you back to the safety of your haven or even just the street so you can hail a cab, I'd be happy to do that... like he said."

Miranda watched after Janus as he left, grateful that it was someone she trusted at least a little that had found her. She wished he might've stayed or helped her find her way for she new this new man not at all. She kept her eyes lowered when speaking to Meeks, but then noticed he was doing the same and the inanity of it made her stifle a giggle. She looked up at him and tried a weary smile, "Thank you Meeks, it would be a kindness and I would be grateful to be shown the way to the streets."

Meeks begins walking and says over his shoulder, "Step where I step, don't touch the walls. This area is secured to keep unwanted visitors from finding their way safely."

He is silent as they move through the sour smelling water saying nothing at all and so it is that Miranda can eventually hear voices, not just any voice, Nathaniel's. The voice comes from a dark corridor that juts off from the one that Meeks is leading you down. Miranda can tell he's talking with several people, the discussion sounds heated and if she strains she can be certain one of the other voices is Emma Fitzpatrick, who she's met in elysium before.

"If you don't mind me asking ma'am..." Meeks breaks his silence and nearly deafens Miranda if she's been straining to hear. "... why did you come down here?"

Miranda suppresses a startled jump and briefly closes her eyes. Opening them she shakes her head, "I was lost. Lost and misguided." She trails off and speaks low and to herself, Meeks can here if he is close enough and listening. "One of us is fair to others and dark inside, one of us shines brightly at his core hidden by the veil. Misguided indeed to think I was the only one who could see it. The light is bright and draws those who seek goodness."

Looking back up, her normal tone of voice returns. She looks at Meeks her eyes cold and dead. "Are we close to the streets yet?"

Meeks pauses. "I don't mean to speak out of turn." He chews his lip. "But the boss is damn worried Miss. Thinks a lot of us might not come back from this... maybe even him. If you came down here looking for Calhoun," He whispers the name of the leader of the Nosferatu. "I can take you to him. It's not as though he doesn't have other visitors tonight and, well, maybe he could use the break."

He shifts from one leg to the other and rubs his hands nervously, still looking at the ground. "Of course, if I'm wrong to speak up, the street is just up that ladder right there, the manhole cover is already lifted a bit so you just need to slide it aside and climb out." He points to a streetside exit above them and waits to see what Miranda will do.