Kaito arrives at Treasured. Noticing she was the first to arrived she waited accross the street for the others.
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Kaito arrives at Treasured. Noticing she was the first to arrived she waited accross the street for the others.
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Most people walk right past Treasured without giving it a second glance. Those that do glance in the front window are usually surprised by the sight of something that reminds them of their past... a gift from a former lover, perhaps, or something that jogs a long-forgotten childhood memory. Whatever it is, there is always a feeling of regret or sadness attached to the object. Looking in the window, most Lost simply see a bunch of expensive antiques and other over-priced junk. Oh, and all the damn snow globes. The store is quiet, yet still appears to be open for business.
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Presence
Striking Looks
GoodwillBy the time Nightfall arrived at Treasured, he had wiped off the mime paint and looked fairly normal... except for the hat and cane. Well, a little class never hurt anyone, and especially not him.
Seeing Kaito, he smiled and made his way over.
"Hey. Listen... I'm not sure what Charlotte does or doesn't know... but getting bum-rushed by a bunch of strangers might be a bit much. Why don't a couple of us go in first? The rest can also see if Treasured is being watched."
The Fetch photographer was still on his mind; perhaps enough so that he completely breezed past the fact that Kaito probably had no clue who Charlotte was.
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The rusty, old, beat-up, pick-up truck pulls up across the street from Treasured, looking kinda out of place in this neighbourhood, but then again, the driver could look less like he gave a shit. As the engine spluttered and died, the Ogre looked across at the gathering of fae seeming to show up and paused.
Who ordered the freakshow? Smudge caught a glimpse of himself in the rearview mirror. Figures.
If the Ogre was being honest, it was a about God-damn time he got round to this. Sure, it had taken a while, but he'd got a name and a place.
Well, this was the place. Time to find the name.
Getting out of the truck, Smudge slowly walks over to the store.
"So, er, hi? Are you Katrin?" he asks Kaito trying his damn hardest not to breathe toxic smog all over her. Beleive it or not, that shit's worse than coffee breath.
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Kaito looks at nightfall and gestures to the ogre "Is he taking the piss?"
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A Ferret practices wall leaps in the alley between the Treasured shop front and the next door business. In his mind he looks busy, as if nothing was wrong at all.
Just another show for the world. Yui very much knew his reality was about to fall apart. Maybe more then anyone not wearing crowns or thick creepy glasses.
Yui stops his practice noticing the loiters across the street. Finally, some help. Where better to start searching for one's Queen then her place of business?
Where better to meet up with fellow searching Couriers then the first place anyone would look.
And someone had to keep an eye out for anyone not looking for the Queen of Winter.
Yui dusts a knee, grabs up a sports bag, and walks round the corner for the front door swigging from a water bottle.
It is there Yui waits for his former Courtier to join him, his fingers drumming a beat on the strap of the bag. The new faces are studied from afar with a gaze not unlike a squirrel watching two dogs.
Spartan steps out of his late model SUV and make his way over to the others. Spartan, as he walked, noticed both the Ferret and the New Arrival. The Quiet Defender approaches slowly, not wanting to interfere with any current conversations. He knew that he was here more as the muscle and the force then anything else. But he needed to restore the balance. Spartan gives a nod to Nightfall and Kaito as he approaches but stays on the periphery. Spartan kept a wary eye open to anyone or anything that looked more out of sorts then the two unknown quantities.
Patrick approached the group as he usually did, seemingly appearing almost out of nowhere and announced by his Autumn mantle. He liked that mantle, sure it was a little creepy but well as a horror author he could appreciate a touch of the macabre in the little things of life and his only regret was the chance that it would influence the opinion of other Lost. It was difficult enough being that pale corpse from Autumn who wrote horror fiction. Still he greets his friend Kaito and the rest of the group with a friendly smile and a polite "I hope I'm not late." He taken the time to change from the outfit he'd picked out for the Ash Run into a simple sweater and a pair of slacks. He really did hope that they would find the Winter Queen and solve the problems that resulted from her disappearance. Restoring the balance in the freehold and keeping a promise to a friend would at least bring him some comfort when he was called and judged by his King.
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"No, I'm not taking the piss," Smudge replies to Kaito. "Are you Katrin or not?"
It was a simple question, even for a simpleton.
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The former Diane Mason, now forever Diana Peace walks down the sidewalk leading to the shop where the other's have congragated. She raises her eyes to read the sign that says, "Treasured" on the windows near the front of the store, she doesn't notice the other Lost standing around the store at various points until she's right up on them. There's a big*man with one eye and he appears to be smoking; a pale androgynous looking man who looks like he was in the freezer a little too long; an acrobatic youth; another big man, quite as big as the first but looking much more sure of himself; and finally the only other person she could see appeared to be one of her own kim though he looked more studious than she ever was.
She walks closer more cautionsly now than before, she's all too aware that she's not a part of the court here yet, and some places make it their business to let you know that you're an outsider. She flourishes her mantle of the Harvest to sho them who she is and joins the group. "Hello, the group would you know where I can find a Lost wallet?"* she asks to let them know she was one of them without alerting the media.
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