#anywhere

The first text is odd, shimmering, purely chimerical... but Knight Heart Rides has a pick up

And be picked up, they shall!

The scrawny man is clearly a sluagh. Older tahn Symon... like 40, but also well, the kith grumps ugly.. sallow skin... sunken eyes with dark circles... he's dressed in a low brim hat and dark trench coat. When Adam pulls up he aproaches and whispers "you the knight heart ride?"

"Yep! Hop in. "

He sits down "no loud music, please. wilder taste in music is a war crime 9 out of ten times" then he gives directions a residental place "I'll be back after doing something there... so you're getting paid for two rides"

Adam nods and keeps the radio off.

They into a suburb and he has the young man park "Here is good" even though it's not quite next to any specific house "SHouldn't take me 10 minutes. "

"Sure thing." Quietly.

The figure slips out quietly, and sneaks into the back yard of a house

Adam drums on the wheel softly and glances around, eyes sharp.

And then the sluagh returns and slides in "We can go."

He smells a little of pipe smoke and brandy. Only a little.

(In a House) a woman gets out of a shower, and grabs a towel. She sniffs the air... it can't be? Why.. why does it smell like her husband's favorite pipe smoke, and.. brandy? He's been dead for 20 years! She glances at the mirror as the steam escapes the shower booth and the words form 'You fooled the police, but hell knows the score. See you here soon, Bernadette'.

In the car, a sluagh tilts his head as if he can hear a scream through a couple of walls and down a short walk "you owe me one, Greg."

"Uh. Mister? I don't want to get busted, ok?"

"Relax, kid. You aren't doing anything illegal. Now if you'll take me to " He names a bus station "I pay you and we're done. "

Adam does.

They arrive "Cash, or dross?" The sluagh says "or information?"

"I'd prefer dross, but I can take cash." Politely.

"You got it, that's two trips.. so two dross okay? one's a bit more oomph than the other?"

"That'd be great!" Enthused.

A stamp with a skull on it would be the weaker dross, thoug hit looks bad ass. The vinyl record however nice. "Now that's real music" He gets out of the care "I'll give you a tolerable review "

"Thank you, sir." Still polite. "This is great."

"yes well, careful, some kithain are jerks..." And he slips off to the bus stop to get out of town.

Adam checks for his next fare.

Ding..go time.

And he goes!!

He pulls up to find his next client is a sidhe! The guy is gorgeous, of course, dressed in a sanguine cloak . His hands shake oddly.

Adam pulls up, staring with wide eyes.

"Bad place to be me, bad place to be me.. quiet you fool" he muters.. to himself? "They'll hear you. Let's hope this works I..." he looks at the car, there is a sword at his side but it appears to be in its scabard , he moves to the car "How far can you take me to the county's edge?""

"As, uh, as far as you want?"

"excellent, excellent.. farther than falcons fly.. safety out of the garden, oh yes.." he gets in and gestures "New York Side of the County if you please... yes yes, I'll remember to pay him. I don't want to draw attention do I? No I do not"

Adam logs the pick up and pulls away smoothly. He drives silence.

The same could not be said for his fare, the sidhe's eyes flash like lightning storms, eratic, beautiful.. his hair shifts like falling night... and he twitches and shaeks a lot and talks, oh does he talk, to himself "Not like I've done anything wrong, ohhh no, but try convincing them of that. Probably got spies everywhere, damn pet Scathach"

"But of course they dont' like us, we don't even like us. I've got brethren I hope get hit by a train.... " a twitch "At least when our house runs things the trains will hit people on time. HA.. good joke. I know."

"Is thing moving? It needs to be fast. I hear some of them joust CARS around here.. oh good, we're moving yes"

Adam glances in the backseat when he can, without crashing them.

"Just once I'd like to pass through a summer holding without having everyone interogate me... 'are you planning anything evil?' oh I don't know, let me check my schedule .. oh I twirl my mustache at 3, want to watch?"

mutter twitch.

it's almost like watching a Shakespeare actor mash all the scenes about madness together for a performance that should get an ovation

or a laugh

it goes like this for several minutes when the sidhe says "Stop.. this is the edge of the county. It will do."

Adam is a bit too awestruck to either laugh or applaude, but he does pull over as requested. "Yes Sir."

"Now, payment.. money.. or perhaps you want a fair fortune cast on you? Luck can be fickle but powerful."

"Uhhhhh.... no thank you sir. I prefer dross but I can take cash."

"Dross no no too easily tracable.. they can ken that .. more than the cantrip... is 300 dollars okay?"

"I.... wow. Yes. If you don't have dross." He swallows. "Sir."

He lays down six fifty dollar bills "yes.. unmarked"

"Thank you, sir."

"Yes yes goo go..watch out...don't tell anyone you saw me. I don't need attention" And he leaves