Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Tethras Clan]

"Lay low, yes, but no need to run yet," Zevan says cheerfully. No name makes this rather more difficult but... I'll make do. Just need to be seen a bit. "Alright. Is there anything else you can think of that he mentioned, Elle? Anything about where he lived, what station he worked out of, places he goes? Anything at all?"

[GamesMaster]

She shakes her head, then hesitates. "He kept calling me Sherry? Maybe that's his ex's name?"

[Tethras Clan]

"Cheri," Zevran corrects her. "It's elven, an endearment. Alright, Elle, you can head out. Ask Don to get you to where your sister is being moved to. You'll need to lay low for a few days, I suspect."

[GamesMaster]

She nods. "Okay. I-- if I don't-- thank you," she says, her thanks more heartfelt than spelled out. 

[Tethras Clan]

"But of course," Zevran says with a sweeping bow. "Go. It shall be well, Zevran the Astoundingly Fanciable has matters well in hand."

[Carver Amell]

Carver walks calmly up the stairs, passing Elle with a nod, looking for all the world like nothing's wrong but for the worry on his face -- and he's pulled his cap low, to help hide his expression. When he get upstairs he breaks into a jog, pushing open the door and spying Beth. "How can I help?" he asks, his voice low. "Are you okay?"

[Bethany]

"Car-" Bethany can't stop herself, barely even tries. Mad at him or not... it's Carver. Without hesitation, she's hugging him tightly.

[Tethras Clan]

"She is unharmed, and so is Elle," Zevran says softly from the bathroom where he's studying the elf's face. "How squeamish are you about blood and... well, to be frank, the dead?"

[Carver Amell]

He embraces her tightly, holding her close. "I can manage," he says, earnestly -- but quietly. "I want to help, please let me help. I'm sorry I wasn't here."

[Bethany]

"It's not- it's not your fault. We... we couldn't have know this would happen," Bethany mumbles into his shoulder. When did he get so much taller than me? I'm not short but... 

[Tethras Clan]

"Don is going to create a lull during the next hour. Around that time, I'll leave, bold as brass, disguised as our friend here. Carver, you and..." Zevran winces a little. Needs must. "And your sister will have to smuggle the body out. Do you have a dumping place yet?" Without waiting for a reply, he continues, "no, of course not. Alright. Don't go far with it, just take it to an empty building a street or two over. Carver wait there, Beth come back here. When Isabela is free, tell her what happened, she'll help you get rid of it safely. Make sure you magically clean everything the body touches. Everything."

[Carver Amell]

"I know a place," he says, quietly. 

[Bethany]

"A place for what?" Bethany asks, confused.

[Carver Amell]

"What if Beth stays here and Don and I make the body go away?"

[Tethras Clan]

"It can't be Don, he has to stay visible. He runs the scheduling and such, it would noticed if he goes missing mid-shift," Zevran explains quietly.