Amy Becker: Amy had called Eddie, asking to speak again with a rather nervous and bored tone when she was free. For now though, she just hangs out at the appartment watching a little television. (if there is still one there))

Eddie: ((there'd be a small one there. *wry grin* Catie did take the nicer one, admittedly. *L*)) *waits downstairs for Troy, nibbling a Slim Jim with the air of someone grazing unconciously on whatever's to hand*

Troy Lawrence: The black Infiniti M pulls up to the curb. The door opens, and he steps out, smoothing his suit jacket. The young lawyer is, as always, composed, put together immculately. He moves toward the apartment building, with a nod to the doorman.

Eddie: *grins to see Troy and pushes off the building, tromping toward him* hey, Troy. you good? *grins cheerily to Frank. who likely wonders why a shabbily-dressed wench is sidling up to a suit. well,ok. he prolly doesn't wonder THAT much....*

Troy Lawrence: He nods to Eddie, offering the woman a slight smile. "I am well, Eddie. And yourself?"

Eddie: i'm good. *lowers her voice, dual eyes twinkling slightly* i suggest ~you~ ask door guy to let us up, though. otherwise, he'll prolly think i've successfully solicited an illicit rendevous.

Troy Lawrence: "Of course." He looks to Frank, nodding to him politely. "Good evening, sir. We are associates of Miss Bellewhit...I trust you remember? We're here to visit her friend."

Eddie: *grins happily at the old guy, and finishes her Slim Jim, tucking the wrapper into her pocket. littering's bad!*

Amy Becker: And of course the doorman nods, buzzing them up having gotten a bit used to these odd individuals coming and going from the Appartemtn.

Troy Lawrence: Once let in, he moves directly up to the apartment, keeping a pace that Eddie can easily match. He pauses at the front door, knocking three times, before entering.

Eddie: *holds the door open for Troy, grinning widely* thank you, sir! *chirps to Frank*

Eddie: *and from there, follows her Alpha along, ready with a smile for Amy*

Troy Lawrence: He looks around the apartment as he moves inside, eyes falling quickly on Amy. He gives her a faint smile, polite, and nods in her direction. "Miss Becker...good evening."

Amy Becker: Amy is sitting there wearing some sweets and a t-shirt, she seems to stiffen when she see's troy but seeing eddie she smiles a little.

Eddie: *smiles back to Amy* hey, hon. 'sup? everything cool over here?

Troy Lawrence: If the tensing in the girl is noted from Troy, there is no indication on his face. He moves to take a seat in a chair across the room from her, a hand brushing at the pant leg that comes upto cross over the other.

Amy Becker: "Um.... well, I think I've been as much help as I can. And I want to get out of the city soon." she says while watching the two of them.

Eddie: *tilts her head to Amy* think you can answer more questions, though? *nods to Troy* he's, like, tons smarter than i am, so he prolly has better ones. and names of teachers and students who're real nasty, or major victims's be awesome, too. * a serious blink*

Amy Becker: She nods some as she watches Eddie respond, and then looks over to Troy questioningly.

Troy Lawrence: He nods a little, eyes intent on the girl, though he's smiling politely enough. Laidan had stated her findings to him, but he wished to be sure for himself...

Troy Lawrence: d10: Sense Wyrm (WP): 8,3,8,

Amy Becker -> Troy Lawrence: Yup, she's got a growing Wyrm Taint within her.

Eddie: so, can you tell me any of the names? *tilting her head slightly*

Amy Becker: She gives the man a hint of a smile, looking back to Eddie for a moment.

Troy Lawrence: He's quiet, nodding a little bit to Eddie's question.

Amy Becker: "Um, sure. Got something for me to write them dowon on?"

Eddie: yep! *chuckles softly and pats herself down for tiny notepad and stubby pencil*

Troy Lawrence: "While you are doing that, Miss Becker...if you'll pardon me." His head dips a little, in an almost-apology. "I have heard the story through others...but I have yet to hear it first-hand. I have a very investigative mind...there are, perhaps, things that I might pick up on. Things you didn't think of before, or things that I may deem significant that others have not."

Eddie: *perks up, beaming at Troy* that's a good idea!

Troy Lawrence: ((Gnosis spent for Numen bonus to Social Rolls for scene))

Amy Becker: "Again?" she says with almost a sigh. "Maybe I should just put it on a tape recorder." she says sarcasticly.

Eddie: *a soft chuckle* sorry, sweetie. but hearing something's always best right from the source. i've told Troy what you've said, but it's not the same as him hearing it right from you. think you can manage it one more time? *blinks slowly* oh, and want some peabutt cups? *pulls out a handful of resses's cup minis from her "food" pocket. offering Troy one first, with a lifted brow*

Amy Becker: She shakes her herad some.. "No thanks." she says about the cups. Then looks to Troy. "So where should I start?"

Troy Lawrence: "My apologies, Miss Becker." He waves off the candy, his eyes remaining on the girl. "But it may help us succeed in our endeavor. Anything missed could be critical, you understand."

Eddie: *nods and unwraps one to eat herself, listening a moment*

Troy Lawrence: "Start at the best place...the beginning." He nods a little bit, waving a hand for her to begin. "How did you end up at this school?"

Amy Becker: "I've been there for almost a year after accepting a scholarship from the School. I've been doing my best to avoid getting situations... well, you know where I'm going to get fucked over." she says softly.

Eddie: *gives the girl a sympathetic wince and nod of encouragement*

Troy Lawrence: "And how did you get this scholarship?" He tilts his head a little. "What was the circumstances surrounding your acceptance to the school?"

Amy Becker: "I worked my ass off for it." she says with a bit of a scowl at him. "I didn't have to do anything if thats what you mean. One of the Professors came out to see me, teaches English Lit. We had a long talk and I told her about how I wanted to be this strong woman with these goals and make myself famous."

Troy Lawrence: "My apologies if my words were misconstrued, Miss Becker...I was not attempting to imply anything untoward. Merely trying to understand. Do you know how you come to the school's attention...how your name came into their field of view? Academic work...social contributions...an essay...published work?"

Eddie: *listens carefully, chewing on the jerky that somehow appeared once the peabutt cups were finished*

Amy Becker: "Well I wrote an essay that got published in the Chicago Tribune." she says with a bit of a shrug. "It was about the new womans role in the changing society of mondern america." she says only half proud. "Boy was that a joke."

Troy Lawrence: "I see." He nods. "And they were impressed by your arguments." A settling of his hands on his lap. "So, then, this English Lit professor spoke to you about the scholarship, and you were accepted after you stated a desire to be a strong, famous woman with goals."

Eddie: *gives Amy another encouraging smile*

Amy Becker: "Yes." she says with a nod. "I see now that is their plan. To utterly destory any that go agaisnt their master plan."

Troy Lawrence: "Potentially." He nods his agreement, then moves on. "So, when you were accepted...you were moved out here, to this school. Was there anyone back where you lived...in Chicago I assume? Anyone who you had close associations with...family, friends...who maintained contact with you?"

Eddie: what d'ya think's their master plan exactly? *curiously*

Eddie: ((*L* DLP))

Amy Becker: "My latest foster family. And I wouldn't call them something special. They moved shortly after I left."

Eddie: *nods slowly. way of the foster care world sometimes*

Troy Lawrence: "I see." He nods. A hand dips into his jacket, and he pulls out a notepad, flipping it open and taking one of those expensive sort of Montblanc-style pens out, clicking it to life. "And their names?"

Amy Becker: She starts rattling off their names.

Troy Lawrence: He writes them down, and then nods. "So. You came to the school. Did the...problems start off immediately, or was it more of a slow indoctrination? How did they begin?"

Eddie: *listens carefully. any time Amy looks her way, her pretty face is warm*

Amy Becker: "It took a few months before I figured out the score. Of course some of the girls told me early on... the older ones but I didn't believe them. It took them two or three months before I went to a teacher about the boys and got screwed for it."

Troy Lawrence: "We're speaking in a literal sense, here." Eyes remain on her, ever calm, despite the blunt nature of the question.

Eddie: *winces slightly, a faint blush coming to her cheeks*

Amy Becker: "Duh." she says with that look that teen girls do so well.

Troy Lawrence: He nods a little bit. "Understood. Now...while I understand that this will be...difficult...I would like to know exactly what methods they used to indoctrinate both the men and the women, as best you know."

Eddie: *another slight wince, giving the girl a smile of encouragement*

Amy Becker: "Uh... well they've been doing this for a while so mostly it is the older grils and boys that I think show the younger ones what they can get away with and how to handle it. Then the teachers make sure to keep us in line if we try to fight back or tell. Its use or be used." he says while watching her.

Amy Becker: (She says while watching him even :) )

Eddie: *frowns at that, shivering slightly*

Troy Lawrence: "So they use the students to do the actual corruption, and the teachers to reinforce." A slight nod. "And this is purely done in a sexual and physical way? Nothing--pardon the expression, I am not trying to belittle what you went through by calling it mundane--out of the ordinary?"

Amy Becker: "You mean like some wicked ceremonies? No... I know some of the teachers are not normal.. and how these strange powers but I don't think that has anything to do with it. Just something else that is freaky about that place."

Eddie: like the stuff moving under people's skin, and the moving tattoo? *tilts her head*

Troy Lawrence: d10: Per+Empathy: 1,8,5,10,5,4,9,

Troy Lawrence -> Amy Becker: He's looking for her state of mind...her emotional reaction when she's speaking about the teachers and their powers.

Amy Becker -> Troy Lawrence: He can tell that Amy is rather .. upset but is doing a good job to hide it. Mostly just seething on the inside.

Troy Lawrence: His eyes pass over her face, frowning a little bit as he searches her expression a moment. He nods, slowly. "I see." He scribbles a few more notes down in his nearly illegible lawyer's scrawl. He remains silent, letting Eddie's question be asked.

Amy Becker: "Yes." she says with a bit of a nod looking between the two.

Eddie: was there anything else like that? that kind of freaky junk, i mean. *curiously leaning forward a bit* and what d'ya think's their master plan?

Troy Lawrence: "What else did you observe that was out of the ordinary as such?"

Troy Lawrence: ((Peace Eagle Hive Mind is Active.))

Amy Becker: "Um... there was the little bi.. girl who caused the power to go out when she got scared." she says with a shrug. "But shes a student and not a teacher." she says before shruging some. "They just seem to want us girls to accept our lot in life. Abuse, the touches, make babies, and worship dicks instead of thinking for ourselves."

Troy Lawrence: He nods, and pen goes to paper again. "And this student's name?"

Amy Becker: She gives it.

Troy Lawrence: "Thank you. And now...what were the exact circumstances around your escape, if you can tell me? As much detail as you can...again, anything may be important, even if you do not believe it to be."

Eddie: *wrinkles her nose sourly* yuck. totally. *shakes her head* i mean--i have much love for the cock on a personal level. sorry, Troy. but ~worship~ it? nah...*she does manage to keep the "i'd rather play with it" comment to herself*

Amy Becker: She sighs some, glancing over to Eddie for a moment and then back to Troy. "I was hearing rumors that I might not make it much longer, that some of the other scholorship girls just go missing. So I decided it best to get out of there instead of tough it out. They've got camara's and stuff so when the new girl shows up and we find out what happens when she feels threatened. Well, I make sure to put in a good word with some of the boys about how she is a party girl. They came for her and when the power went out I made my escape. Climbed a tree in the athletic field and jumped the back wall. Ran and ran and ran until I got to town and got a ticket to the City."

Troy Lawrence: His eyes flick briefly to Eddie, brow reaising slightly. He gives a slight shrug of acknowledgement. "Of...course." He looks back to Amy.

Troy Lawrence: "And you were followed," he observes.

Eddie: how'd you get the money for the ticket? *puzzled* if you scored it off a teacher or student, 'specially if it was plastic--they could've traced you via that somehow.

Amy Becker: She looks down some and shrugs. "Its not hard to get money from guys." she says softly without looking at either of them.

Amy Becker: "I don't know how they followed me, but they do have guard dogs around the property."

Eddie: *sad sigh and slow nod* can be true, sadly enough.

Troy Lawrence: He nods a little, perhaps some sympathy coming to the dark green eyes. "Tell me everything you know about these trips the boys and teachers make into the city, in order to acquire girls."

Amy Becker: "I don't know what they did or who went. Just that seniors boys got special trips to New York City. The Faculty rotated who went with them, but it was always the male staff."

Eddie: *considers* what sorts of stuff did the chick teachers do? were they in on the rape and sex and stuff?

Troy Lawrence: "And you knew they returned with women," he points out.

Amy Becker: "Ya, some of them. They must have been getting off on it somehow." and then looks to Troy. "Returning the women?"

Eddie: hmmm..*ponders*

Troy Lawrence: "As I understood it, Amy...you previously stated that these trips were for retrieving...'pets.'" His face is impassive, calm as he watches her. "I assume you did not mean ferrets and mice."

Amy Becker: "I don't know what they ment, but I am guessing girls they can do stuff to that won't be missed." she says to him.

Troy Lawrence: "So they did not return these women to the school...whatever happened remained in the city?"

Amy Becker: "I don't fucking know." she says to him. "Just something I overheard." obviously gettng a little agittated by his questioning since he obviously knew what was said previously by repeating the term pets.

Eddie: *scratches her head slowly* think they got rough enough to kill these "pets"?

Amy Becker: Amy smirks some to Eddie, "Probably."

Troy Lawrence: "Miss Becker," he says, his voice taking on a soothing overtone, silk over the hard edge in her. "Please, calm yourself. As I stated before, I wanted to know everything you could. I am not intending to through any implication in these questions...I am merely trying to reach an understanding. No report, given through intermediaries, is 100% accurate...you agree?"

Troy Lawrence: d10: Per+Empathy: 6,5,2,10,4,2,1,

Troy Lawrence -> Amy Becker: Gaah, not so good...looking for the motivation behind that smirk.

Amy Becker -> Troy Lawrence: Probably something along the lines of dark humor?

Amy Becker: "Sure, and then I get to leave in the morning?" she asks to him point blank now.

Troy Lawrence: Something in Amy's gaze catches to him, and he pauses. A slight frown, more contemplative then anything else. He looks to her, and then asks one more question. "Miss Becker...when was your last period?" Laid out. Right there, point-blank. He watches her calmly, waiting for her reaction.

Eddie: *blushes slightly at the question again. but, doesn't contradict her Alpha*

Amy Becker: "I'm not pregnant if thats what your asking." she says while watching him, crossing her arms over her chest.

Troy Lawrence: "You're sure?" He arches a brow. "Have you been tested?"

Eddie: *blinks slowly* if you ~could~ be, if there's any real chance, you ought to be. *smirks sourly* in fact, a baby could even be another way to take these guys down. at least open ivestigations. should the DNA match someone there. and, it would, from what you've said.

Amy Becker: She gives him a rather pissed look. "What does that have to do with it? Look, I've had my period since my in the last week."

Eddie: ((10-minute warning, sadly.))

Troy Lawrence: He nods at Amy's response. "Very well. Tell me everything you know about the man who followed you. His name if you know it, what he does at the school, all of his abilities, and so on."

Eddie: *relaxes a bit. good she isn't preggers*

Amy Becker: "I don't know shit, just that he looked funky and started walking towards me as soon as he saw me. So I ran. I didn't stop and ask for introductions." she says while watching

Troy Lawrence: "Define 'looked funky.' Again, realize I was not there, and that description can be taken many ways."

Amy Becker: She lets out a long sigh and rolls her eyes some. "Dark suit, sharp features. Bulgy arms like he lifts waits. See's me and gets this lecherous look. I know the look kay? He starts across a busy street to come at me. That tells me he's got one thing on his mind. Me."

Eddie: *tilts her head* could it have been a random NYC perv? sadly, they do exist.

Troy Lawrence: "I see." He nods. "Now, tell me about the layout of the school. Security, including the number and breed of guard dogs, if you know it. Entrances and exits. The daily schedule."

Amy Becker: "I'm done talking." she says with a bit of annoyance on her voice. "Lots of dogs, camara's, you get the idea." she says. "I'm not some spy and I can't draw you some lay out. I thought one of the other guys was going to get that for you?" she says to Troy.

Troy Lawrence: "Very well." He nods, and rises, tucking the notepad away. "I will return for guard duty in a few moments...I must retrieve my laptop from downstairs."

Eddie: *smiles gently to the girl* you have been a big help, sweetie. thank you, so much. *tilts her head* is there anything you need picked up for you? if yer gonna be heading out as soon as it's safe, you need stuff to make it a lot easier to get to wherever, right? *blinks at Troy a moment* she's been helping--we should help her, right?

Troy Lawrence: "Most definitely," he murmurs in response to Eddie's question. "And help we will."

Eddie: and i need to grab something from the con store across the street. i'mhungry. *never mind she's been munching fairly steadily the whole time*

Amy Becker: "I've got my things, and I'll take caer of myself unless you just got some cash laying around." she says with a bit of a shrug. "You done enough for me and figure I need to get out of hear before I over stay my welcome. That young girl already started taking out the furniture so I don't want to be anymore of a hassle."

Eddie: she has? *blinks and looks around. notes an open--and empty--bedroom* dude, she has! if yer sure. but, for tonight anyway, i can at least grab you something to munch on. *soft chuckle* after all, i have the plan of buying a couple of bags of stuff, few more won't hurt. *stands up and stretches*

Troy Lawrence: d10: Persuasion: 7,3,5,5,5,5,2,

Amy Becker: "I won't leave till in the morning." she says with a bit of a nod.

Troy Lawrence: "Miss Becker," he begins, looking to her with a slight smile. "I appreciate your desire to get out on your own...but believe me, you are safest here. And you are not imposing on us...I have some experience in helping people in trouble. We can always move you to another safehouse, if Miss Catie is needed to vacate this one. Will you please not let us aid you, for a little while longer at least, until we are sure you are safe? What harm is a few more days?" ((Cha+Exp coming))

Troy Lawrence: d10: Char+Exp (WP): 7,8,5,6,10,7,4,6,

Amy Becker: She just snorts. "You sure talk fancy but your not all that perusasive. I plan to get as far away from New York as I can." she says with a definate nod.

Troy Lawrence: He raises an eyebrow...interesting. "Of course, Miss Becker. Tomorrow, then. For now, I suggest you get some sleep...if you are going to be leaving, you may want a full night's rest before you do."

Amy Becker: "Of course... but it looks like you've got some money, so I'll stay longer if you really want but you have to pay for a buss ticket to Miami... or maybe Orlando."

Eddie: be right back! *and heads for the door, waitng for Troy before exiting* sure you don't want anything, Amy?

Troy Lawrence: "I will be happy to do so." He nods. "What's in Florida?"

Amy Becker: "A hotdog." she says with a smile over to Eddie.

Eddie: *nods cheerfully* cool, and i think i'll have a couple too. *grins happily to Troy*

Amy Becker: "Somplace warm." she says with a nod. "And it is far away from here."

Troy Lawrence: "I see." He nods. "We will return, Miss Becker. Excuse us." He turns to leave with Eddie, to be back soon with the laptop.

Eddie: *heads out with Troy, tossing Amy a cheery wink*

Amy Becker: And while the two are gone, slips into the bedroom to wait for her hotdog and listen to some music.

Troy Lawrence: ((Thanks for the scene, guys. Taking summary-ish follow-up to ICQ, less you'd rather do it here, Ashton?))