#okinawa

She nods and takes the candy. She decides not to tell him she -sees- them all the time. Besides seeing and interacting are different. She blinks a few times after chewing, after all things does become sharper, so to say, like tuning an old antenna TV. "Okay. Good to go." She pauses a moment. "She is not fond of like BIG spiders is she. You know..like bigger than a small dog?"

*He's looking about the place, appraising it with New eyes before turning back to Beth No.. there will probably be some small, regular ones where we are going but she seems to have more of a fondness for snakes. Other nasty little nightmares guard her homes but we're expected. She likes to make people uncomfortable, and she has the clout to get away with it. Do you want a shot before we do this? *His large frame reaches behind the bar to get a bottle of Henessey

She seems to think this over. Then she nods. "Liquid courage?" A hint of a smile, a twinkle of start-struck eyes. "Sure." She takes a few deep breaths. Sluagh. Her mind quickly going through all she knows about kith. She has not worked them to much. A little, a translation of an antique book here and there. Manners. Yes, she remembers Manners.

*He grabs two shot glasses and pours them both some whiskey, sliding one over her way I have this bag of dross saved up to give as a gift, hopefully that will please her. Murph never had a very high opinion on Sluagh.. *He holds up his shot glass in a toast Kampai!

"I have not met enough to have an opinion one way or another." She gives a light shrug. "Kampai." Holding her glass up in that toast, then knocking it back like a pro. "It burnssssss..." Said in a humorous way. A small cough, as she sets the shot glass down on the counter. "I have that old book, and a scroll I picked up from a trader in India..I have not come around to translating it yet..but it looks old."

*Tyler's forehead "bumps" grow slightly reddish blue when he takes the shot, eventually fading back in tone with his skin. He takes the glasses and puts them in the bar sink. The bartender and bouncers have shown up and Ken the cat has taken his place laying across the back of one of the wooden booths. Nodding to the staff, he offers Beth a hand up I think those shall work.

She nods and takes an offer of a hand up. Her skirts straightened and lightly shook out with her other hands. Tyler might even hear the soft jingling of bells. "Thank you sir." Said with a smile as she leaves her hat behind and just places the glass back on her face. Careful to keep her eyes from view of anyone not in the know. "Lets do this."

She stumbles slightly, as she takes his hand. Not her usual graceful self. Could be the whiskey. She blink several time behind her glasses. "Oh Auntie..." She looks to Tyler "And again! A vision? A hearing?" Now she sounds just a bit loopy. "A whisper and scuttling. A-personal-story..." She recites slowly to the other kinain.

*He looks between her and his hand, a little confused You get these during the day as well? *Manners dictate that he'd offer her a seat but he's unsure of how to help her

"I get them when they decide to visit." She offers a small smile. "Dangerous while driving for sure, its why I have my Aunt drive my van most of time." Half joking, half not. "I'll be okay, we should go. I have a feeling we should not be late. Just so you know, snakes are okay. Spiders not as much, but I'll live." Said bravely.

*He nods, grabbing his keys and the sack full of candy dross, heading for the door Whisper Alley is not too far from here, I 'll explain as we walk.

She follows shouldering her pack. Her bag of holding? A pouch of tricks? Okay its bigger than most bags, and is most diffidently not a pouch. But it is with her always. " It's time for an adventure I suppose." Se smiles slightly as she gives a skip to keep up.

*Out the door and down the stairs, Gate2 street has once again come alive with it's lanterns and banners. The smell of the Yakitori stand a block down on Beth's right is almost as powerful as Jimmy Hendrix's singing and cursing. Does that guy ever take a break? Tyler makes a left though, heading in the direction of the building Beth saw earlier with glasses and eyes painted on the side. Towering over most people on the street, Tyler walks slowly so Beth can keep up. He speaks in a low rumble; loud enough for Beth to hear but still private as far as people on the street are concerned Whisper Alley is one of the nicknames the Troops have given Okinawa's Red Light District. Madam Jusan's headquarters isn't so much IN Whispers Alley as it's UNDER it. *The Troll Kin seems a little embarrased, or maybe uncomfortable, talking about this

She leans in slightly to listen to him, though she does give a wave to Jimmy, if he is seen and not only heard. She blinks at the eye painting again, and takes a sniff of the yakitori stand. Her cheeks color ever so slightly too at the mention of a red light district. Then images come to mind she does not want. Somethings in this world do not go together. The words sluagh and red light district, being a few of them! "Under. Okay." She keeps close to Tyler.

*They're across the street from the eye building now and Tyler hits the crossing light button, waiting for it to turn. He leans against the glass display to a men's suits store called "Richie Rich" that's closed for the night. It makes sense in a way. All the Fae on this island have had to carve out strong niches. Between speaking to spirits and her spies in the District, she's got everything between Life and Death covered as far as Secrets go. *The light changes and he starts to cross the street. Upon getting to the Eye building you discover that it's an old Optometrist office, long since closed up. Tyler proceeds to walk up the street that it's next to. The street narrows into one lane, most of it being trafficked by troops

She pauses when he does, leans when he does, and listens as he speaks. She keeps quiet for the most part. Taking things in, both seen and spoken, staying as alert as she can be. She nods as Tyler explains about the fae on the island then finally a question does come to mind. "Why do they need such a strong nich... so to say. Do you know?"

There are creatures and beings much more powerful than any Faerie lord in these lands. The "Children of Heaven", the Hsien, tolerate our presence and respect our merits but these are not our lands.. *Walking up a little ways, a flashing sign can be seen. The sign is in english and reads "Club Micky" and there's a banana? What? Servicemen are coming and going, the ones entering are laughing and joking, while the ones leaving seem almost shell-shocked. Two of them walk by you. One is hispanic, his black hair shaved high and tight, a fishy sort of face staring in the middle distance in disbelief. His friend is caucasian, a shaved head and round glasses. He's scowling as his hispanic friend speaks "Why? Why Bridge?" "Hey YOU asked ME to take you, I WARNED you." "Yeah but...you should have warned me better." *Bridge grumbles

She blinks at the sign,not sure if she wants to know. Then she watches the two service men as they pass, before shooting a glance at Tyler. "I don't want to know." Said simply as she eyes 'Club Micky'. "I have a funny feeling that club does not deal in cartoon mice." She then follows Tyler down the alley. Trying not to think about what is behind her.