#fenixtj

Piper looks about ready to cry in frustration - or maybe smash the bottle.

"Piper...." he offers his arms.

Her face crumples a little as she goes to Adam's arms. "This is just so.. stupid... but if it was real and I ignored it, I'd never forgive myself."

"S'ok.... Piper, it's ok." He holds her. "Look, I'll go deal with it, meet you back at our room. Ok?"

Capsian looks it over

"No... no." She straightens up. "If Caspian is right and you might be in danger... you're the one I love who's actually HERE."

"But.. maybe someone else can watch? It says I need to leave it and go... but if I'm not there, someone else could see who comes."

"I'll do it" Caspian says "it sounds like a story."

"Look we can argue about whatever but......" Adam grabs the note, or tries!

"Adam, stop! If you give it glamour, you might not have enough left to remember what you're doing!"

"She's right. "

"Whatever!" He dances away. "You'll come get me, right?"

"Further, you might intrude on something that.. what if the wrong glamour ... makes it worse?"

Frustrated, she follows after him. He can't outrun a satyr, and she tries to block his way. "Let's let Caspian help. Please."

"But....."

"Also? My car..." Caspian points out

She takes the paper back, if he'll let her, giving his hand a squeeze. A whisper to him. "I know you would help." And she presses the letter to her mouth, leaving a small outline of tinted lip gloss, and a glimmer of her own glamour, leaving her slightly lessened. "Can you take us nearby, and I'll leave it so they can see me walk away?"

Adam does, yes, give her back the paper although he seems torn, and kisses her after she kisses it.

"Surely" he says "Let's go.." he motions them "And let me give you a bit of glamour. The craziness of this plus the tale I got regarding Adam is worth it"

A hesitation, but "I won't say no." She finally says. "I do want to be on my top game for the competition. I wonder if someone is sabotaging contestants." Frowning at this new possibility.

"Maybe.... should we go back to the 'Hold?"

"Then you have two reasons to get back to Fenix after we drop this off" he says as they get into the car "To restore a bit..and learn. But first.. let's see what we learn about this? Mmm"

"We can always take a cab back while Caspian plays lookout..."

"O.... okay...."

"Sure!"

And they drive... and the Eshu says "Ah, make sure it's a legit cab. that's a dangerous area wer'e going into."

"Well, it's not like they can steal our passports. I didn't even bring mine." She says, trying to liven up the tension a little.

"Hey, there's an idea. I'll give you guys the key to this car and directions from the location the hold. Save you the cab trip. you park it in front of the tattoo parler.. the guy there ? No one messes with him... and I'll get back on my own. Eshu feet are amazing"

"And you're sure? I don't want to point you into danger. You have your own feet for that, but this is my danger..."

"Has an Eshu ever been reckless?" he grins and throws a coin at her "Catch"

"HEY!"

Reaching for the coin, she fumbles and almost drops it when Adam yells.

Well, she does touch it, and that's enough to transfer the glamour as 'acceptence'

The Eshu swerves for a moment, not for the loss of glamour, but at the yell? "What? Geez you scared the crap out me yelling like that"

"Adam??"

"WHAT??"

"you yelled 'hey!' " Caspian says

As they head into rougher and rougher areas..not near the beach, but the docks

"What??" She shoots Adam a look in consternation as he yells.

"Just... nevermind. I mean...." Protective. He follows the others. "Piper...."

"It's okay." She squeezes his hand. "We'll get to the bottom of this.

"Ah, somewhere is the ocean beyond that.. you just can't see it past the ..ugly" Caspian says

"Okay. If you pull over a block or two away, I'll drop this and come back. I don't want them seeing you if they're watching..."

He nods and pulls over as directed. The notes instructions are pretty solid, and her glamour flickers in it

"I'll be right back." A squeeze of Adam's arm, and she slips out of the car, closing the door quietly behind her. And, head up, keeping an eye around her, she briskly sets out for the noted place.

One junkie eyes her as if she might have money .. or be sold for money, or have enough blood he could sell for money... but he's shaking and wobbly and..instead walks away. She moves on by.

A white van with tinted windows drives reaally slow past them... and eyes her... but they move on.

Finally, she gets to the location where she's supposed to leave it.. sure enough, as the note directed, there's a crack in the wall she can put the letter in.

This concrete ridden area seems ... pretty empty