Things are not the Same

[Keira Kelly]

Lucy thought about it and she had to agree. While there might have been some moles in a Freehold, there was no way that the majority of Lost in such a gathering were allied to the True Fae and for one such mole to act in such an environment would be.. suicide at best. Then again, who knows what sort of loyalty those types had to their masters. What sort of loyalty had she to hers back in Arcadia? She couldn't remember.. but it must have been complete, at least until just before her escape. The jagged shards of memories she still possessed of that place.. the things she had seen and done... well, it would have taken much for her to do such things, to change her from what she had once been to what she was now, not physically but psychologically. Slowly she nodded her agreement. "Yes... the freehold then. From what she told me, I'd imagine she is there often.. chatting folks up..." she said, her voice rougher than it had once been, slightly rasping past the almost shark-like teeth. She looked around, searching for some means to tell the time. It was late but not too much so... besides she preferred the night. "We go now or wait?" she asked.

[Veli Alvar]

Dante's eyes darted to the left corners... it was pretty late at night but the Freehold would still be as active as it is all day long. His eyes returned to Lucy. "We can go now - I can barely even sleep nowadays." he said as he gathered the fast food wrappers from the top of the futon and rolled them together in a ball. He picked up his soda cup and held it in the opposite hand as he stood up.

He made his way to the kitchen area to throw the garbage away in the small tin trash can. With that, he made his way to the door, checking his pockets to ensure his keys were there before departing - they were there. "Close the door on the way out." he said, swinging the door open and speeding down the stairs to the front of the building. It was pretty cold outside but it was Dante's type of weather. He looked around just to make sure nothing suspicious was out. The coast seemed clear for now.

[Keira Kelly]

Lucy followed Dante out of his home, closing the door as asked behind her. Dante seemed.. energized at the strong wind that had picked up in their time inside just as she was by the darkness that surrounded them. She fought against the desire to scale the nearest tall building and take to the air out of respect for Dante. In such a wind though, she was sure she'd have been able to glide all the way to the freehold. Being on the ground, she felt far more vulnerable but.. she had to watch Dante's back. It was her duty as part of the same motley as they called it, and as his friend. Despite her choice, her wings began to unfurl which she quickly found was a rather poor idea in the blustery weather, almost being knocked over as the wind caught them like a sail. Quickly she wrapped them once again around herself, letting them hang over and down her back and rushed to catch up with the elemental. As she ran, she couldn't help but study every dark corner, alley, and niche they past with anxiety. It seemed to take forever but eventually they reached the freehold. It seemed an unassuming metal door in an alleyway filled with graffiti. The graffiti though told stories: signs and symbols which had meaning to different factions and courts and seemings of the Lost were scrawled upon walls. Other marks cryptically declaring this a freehold were marked across the door, symbols that only the Lost knew the meaning of. Knocking at the door, they waited until it was opened from the inside by a huge, brutish fellow that might have been called an ogre or a troll by some. They made their way past the guard carefully as it was never wise to upset someone who could pound you into pulp easily. They travelled down some stairs into a basement which opened up to a very large area, sectioned in some parts, open in others. It seemed more crowded than usual tonight as well. "She'll probably be in the more crowded areas..." Lucy told Dante.

[rivaan]

Elleonorah arrived at the freehold quite earlier that she intended to, because she got information something important happened. What she expected or thought it would be, was way of the mark…
When she arrived, she was informed of some new arrivals to the fort! This got her by surprise because actually it wasn’t that long of a time since the last escapees arrived. Then again she wasn’t her that long, so she didn’t really know how long it’s usually between the new arrivals. Well for her it was time to do what she likes to do and talk to people. Especially now that there was a common theme for discussions. She quickly approached some people she had talked before and were reasonable talkative, to get some information on the new arrivals.

[Keira Kelly]

It didn't take Lucy long to spot the pale Draconic with the green hair. She pointed their target out to Dante. "There she is." she told him, staying close to Dante's side. She didn't like being around so many people and it was unnerving her slightly. Her first instinct was to climb to the highest point she could in here but she fought to resist.

[Veli Alvar]

Dante looked around the freehold to see if Alistair, his Beast friend, was anywhere to be found. He was about as tall as Dante was so he wouldn't be hard to spot if he was around. To his left he spotted a table with 5 Lost playing cards and sure as hell, there was Alistair. The Summerskin resembled a walrus; he had walrus tusks as well as nostrils and small holes where his ears should be, with leathery brown skin and thick webbing between his fingers (and, presumably, toes). He had a burly build and it was funny to see him playing cards - he sucked. Dante waited to see if he would look in his direction but he seemed very much into that card game he was most likely losing. There was time anyway.

He noticed Lucy getting a little bit closer to him as she pointed out the Draconic. She seemed innocent and sociable enough to not be considered a danger initially but looks can be very deceiving. It wouldn't hurt to get to know her. "That's her eh, she seems... nice?" he sorta asked. It wasn't necessarily unusual for a Lost to be so friendly and sociable but Dante, being pretty unemotional, was still sensitive to the vibes from mortals and Lost alike. She was pale but her hair almost glowed. Finally he started towards her way, giving Lucy a tap on the shoulder as a signal to come. He approached her from behind and grabbed at Elleonorahs shoulder. "Hi." he greeted.

[rivaan]

The draconic was surprised when someone grabbed her shoulder, but being what they were, not really a first or the last time this was going to happen. Now she was just surprised at the very act of it.” Hmmm?” Escaped her lips as she smiled. Elleonorah reached with her hand and put it gently over the one holding her should.” Under normal conditions I would have retaliated at this act, had we not been here.” She said as she turned around very slightly as to see who is behind her.
“Greetings to you too.” She said now, that she saw the man who was holding her shoulder. This surprised her again initially since he seemed to be an elemental. Her wondering why he approached disappeared when she noticed the other person with him.” Greetings to you too, Lucy.” The draconic said.” I assume he is a friend of yours? Am I right when I assume you are that Danted she mentioned when I met her the other night?" Elleonorah asked.

[Keira Kelly]

Lucy gave a slow nod of greeting. While she was slightly on the taller side for a woman, at the moment, she appeared shorter than those around her with how she hunched, almost cringing from the other Lost in the freehold. It wasn't exactly that she feared this place; she had lived here for a couple of weeks after they are first arrived back but she was still just uncomfortable around so many people. She felt like she had to be on guard, defensive all the time, watching everyone to judge their actions. It had gotten so bad that she didn't sleep while she had resided here. Now she had her own little place, not a house or dwelling like most normal humans would understand it but a small, hidden spot that was hers. Nobody else knew of it, of course but she did wish for something better. "Good evening, Elleonorah." she replied in her raspy voice, having just a touch of trouble pronouncing the name properly with her teeth. She nodded. "This is Dante." she confirmed for the Draconic.

[Veli Alvar]

Dante raised his eyebrows and gave Elleonorah a blank look following the semi-threat. Retaliation in the Freehold? There was a Summer Court Beast playing cards just next to them that would pounce at the first sight of what he perceived a Fae. It was in her best interest to choose to do what she did. "Yeah." he said. He didn't know what to make of her.

He alternated views between Lucy and Elleonorah. It did make for an awkward scenario but Dante didn't know what to do at this point. Was Elleonorah to join their motley, he thought? Whatever the case, he felt a little at ease around all the Lost. It was probably something about all of them sharing similar frightening experiences that humbled them towards one another that made him feel that way. They were almost like a giant group of dysfunctional relatives.

[rivaan]

All things considered, the draconic did hope to build some good relationship with Lucy, but this approach was a little unexpected…
“So, what can I do for you guys tonight?” She asked with a smile, without showing any discomfort at talking to them.” I don’t thin you’ve come to cause trouble with me, since I haven’t done any ill to any of you both. By the way have you heard? Some new guys have just popped up from… well you know.” She said in the end, not really wanting to mention the place. She still woke up screaming every time, with all the hazy images of pleasure and pain… not knowing what she was crying for… She only knew, she had no intention of going back.