New Avalon

[CalamityJade]

~With everything you've learned, you know that wasn't his fault.~ While the figure moved and emoted and even moved it's lips, the voice was definitely in her head. ~And with everything you've thought about him, I can tell that he would have come for you. And you have a chance to help him, along with a lot of other people. People who have it bad and don't deserve it. Just like you.~

[yamikuronue]

"The only one who can help you is yourself. I'm all I have, and I'm the only one I can save," she says, as if reciting a manta.

[CalamityJade]

~But that's not what you WANT! You want to find and save your father, you want him to take you somewhere safe! You want to be strong enough to not be afraid! But I know you don't WANT to just save yourself.~

[yamikuronue]

"I can't have what I want!"

T bursts into sobs, curling into a tight ball as though to ward off a blow.

[CalamityJade]

~Why not?! Why do you have to lose things you want without even trying! I know that's what you're doing, but I can't make sense of why, when it hurt you so much.~ The small figure moves to put it's tiny hand on T's cheek. ~You don't HAVE to just hurt all the time.~

[yamikuronue]

There's a flash of raw emotion: feelings of unworthiness, of uncleanliness, of self-loathing. She doesn't manage to form words, but the meaning is clear: she doesn't feel she deserves more than this, because of something that happened to her. Images of crushed roses, of trash.  The sense of her body being defiled, of her putting herself below everyone else. An image of a wedding gown, white as the driven snow, streaked with mud and filth.

[CalamityJade]

A feeling of comfort comes from somewhere within her. Wanting to help her, protect her. Wanting her to know that whatever happened, she was not alone. ~You are not that. I may not know why, but I know you are better than that. That you are not something to be discarded and thrown away.~

[yamikuronue]

Slowly, T exhales, pushing away the feelings that overwhelm her. She takes another slow, deep breath. "I can't go into that building, Crys. It's not a good idea. So how do we find her?"

[CalamityJade]

~Right, that guy freaks me out...maybe we can find her using the thing you picked up.~ There's a brief glow at the edges of T's eyes. There was a faint, pinkish glow heading out where she had come into the pipe. ~That way. We can try and track her down and figure out what to do then, right?~

[yamikuronue]

T took another deep breath, straightening a bit as she exits the pipe. I can do this... I hope.

"Right. Let's go."

[CalamityJade]

~*~

Sam went through the usual afternoons when there wasn't work. You check through your messages, see if anything was worth while, and maybe read a paper. The last few days had been down-right exciting, if not in the profitable way. People were still chatting about that mysterious air ship that had disrupted a street festival a few weeks back and recently a whole block and a half of power had been cut. Sure, the news probably wouldn't be officially reported till the 'Pulse Men' from the power company finished their work and gave the city a statement. It made some wonder who was actually in power, the people running the buildings, or the guys that kept the lights on.

All that fell away as Sam went through the mail, finding an dingy envelope with some bad hand-writing that looked familiar. A contact that he'd made looking into his own personal case. Whatever the info was, it seemed important enough to get mail over so maybe enough to look over as well.

[accalia]

Sam sighs as he fishes in his pocket for his flip knife to open the letter with. Most of the rest of the mail was bills he didn't have the money to pay so they can wait.

"Well, what does the Abbot on the Wall have to say anyway?" Sam asks the patchy moggie that's taken up residence in his rooms lately, using a private nickname for the particular contact that sent the letter.... he thinks. The Abbot has pretty bad handwriting so it's not easy to tell for sure.

[CalamityJade]

The 'Abbot' Had something of an interesting note along with what looked like some sort of paper clipping.

"Hey Sam. You still at that hole in the wall? You should probably find yerself somewhere else to hole up. Anyway, you wanted to know if I found anything about that missing person. This ain't them, but it seems like you might find it interesting."

The paper was some sorta note? It looked written with a stamp on the top that indicated it was from the New Avalon Times, one of the larger newspapers.

• Are the welcome safe?


• Five Welcomed missing in the last year


• Police not reporting?


• Recent Victims: Harris Montgomery, Yavon Kilruss, Obsidian Roidmet


• Causes?

[accalia]

"Well, Find a new hole in the wall.... heh. not going to have much of a choice soon." Sam mutters, noting that several of the letters he hasn't opened have the words "FINAL NOTICE" written on them.

Sam mutters to himself as he busies himself about the place for a while before.

"Frack it. I'm going to go berk if I stay here. I might as well follow up on this lead. The Abbot must have had a reason for sending this to me. Are you going to come along, or laze about in the sun" He asks the cat as he reaches for his coat, his only response is a snore.

[CalamityJade]

Well, the city's bustling as it usually was, but today felt..different. Probably the slight chance of solving some cases and making a bit of money would help. And what a list. He could look into the missing welcomed, but that might be a bit difficult with just a list of names. There's also the Police, but if they were keeping it quiet, they might not react well to having a PI snooping about? What to do...and where to start?