Elijah Phillips: Beth is asleep. Leon is sitting in his chair, being creepy and quiet. Eli is leaning back against the bar with a martini.

Laurel Hensley: She's sitting at the bar...she's been quiet tonight. Trying to focus on her plans for dealing with the creature they sent back to hell over a year ago. She's dressed in a white spaghetti-strap tank top and jeans, hair pulled back and tied into a ponytail, glasses resting firmly on her nose. A Cosmopilitan is in her right hand, a cigarette in her left.

Maria: ((ok.... let's just hope the computer behaves enough for me to pull off the MTing. heh.))

Elijah Phillips: Eli slinks over to the vanity, boredom kicking in. He checks his make up.

Maria: ~Her bare feet pound up the stairs, still wearing nothing but the oversized men's white dress shirt at this point. Face a read, splotchy mess from alot of running and crying, though it's coming in gasps now. Eyes wide with panic as she comes bounding down the hallway~

Laurel Hensley: She blinks as she hears Maria's tearful voice comeing, and rises to her feet, the drink set down. "Maria?" She starts walking that way, to check it out.

Elijah Phillips: Eli quirks a brow, following idly behind Laurel.

Maria: ~She opens each of the doors, no regard to who's supposed to be in there, and peeks in, then pulls the door shut again~ *sp* nononononono........

Laurel Hensley: d10: Translate: 3,3,5,3,9,7,

Elijah Phillips: Eli's pretty green eyes widen on the girl. "Ooooooooo.. shit. There's.. a story behind that one.."

Laurel Hensley: "Maria..." She gives a worried frown and comes up to her, putting her hands on the girl's shoulders. "What's wrong?"

Elijah Phillips: Eli keeps his distance. Watching quietly.

Maria: ~She lets out a yelp and flinches away, having been distracted in her paniced searching. Her eyes snap to Laurel, and she takes some steps back until she presses against the wall~ *sp* Are you the real Laurel?

Laurel Hensley: She tenses a little at that, but nods. "I'm the real one, sweetie. From top to bottom...no impersonator, I promise. I'll prove it to you, if you like."

Elijah Phillips: He frowns. "I'm.. gonna put on some hot chocolate. And run her a bath.." He slinks away. Giving the two of them their space.

Laurel Hensley: She looks back to Eli with a loving smile. "Thank you, love." She looks back to Maria, giving her a soft, reasuring smile.

Maria: ~Her eyes dart over to Eli, the panic starting to rise up again. An unknown face, she quickly looks back to Laurel and nods, wrapping her arms around herself. Facing Laurel now, they will likely see the tiniest bit of bruising along her neck~ *sp* If it's you... call Jay. Please. Make him come here now....

Laurel Hensley: "Of course." She nods and slips out her phone, dialing. When she sees the bruising, her eyes widen and she steps forward, getting a closer look. "Maira...Lucifer, sweetie, what happened?"

Elijah Phillips: Eli moves slowly, taking his time. He gathers her some pajamas and sets them in the bathroom. Running a hot bath for her.

Maria: *sp* He.... ~Still trying to catch her breath, and has managed to mostly catch it, but damn that was alot of running. Especially for her. She's still shaking, but the tears at least have stopped. For the moment~ He looked like Mister Urian.... And he sent Jay way to do something.....

Laurel Hensley: Her eyes widen. "Shit." She puts the phone to her ear, nodding to her. "Just relax a moment, Maria. It'll be fine." Answer, Jay...fucking answer...

Maria: ~Her eyes start welling up with tears again, her voice a trembling whisper~ *sp* He took my clothes... and left a note saying he was going to see Jay....

Laurel Hensley: She tenses suddenly, and her eyes narrow. She stays silent, nodding slightly to Maria as she listens to the ringing.

Elijah Phillips -> Laurel Hensley: It takes four or five rings, but he picks up. A frustrated voice answers, though its hard to hear. Wind is rushing against his cell, as though in a moving vehicle. A splashing noise. "Yeah?" He mumbles.

Maria: ~She wraps her arms around herself, eyes darting around, then she slides down the wall, knees drawing to her chest~

Laurel Hensley: "Jay." There's a steelly tone to her voice. "I need you at Sanctuary right now. Maria's here, and something's happened. I'll explain when you get here."

Elijah Phillips -> Laurel Hensley: She can hear a girlish voice in the background. Spanish. Near the phone. "What.. that.. I must be hearing you wrong.. just a second.." There's a shifting around, the phone pulled from his ear.

Maria: ~She shifts her eyes between Laurel, and into the lounge, keeping watch for the stranger to come back~

Laurel Hensley: "JAY!" Her eyes widen. "That's NOT fucking Maria! It's an imposter...get the FUCK out of there, NOW!"

Maria: ~Her eyes pop as big as saucers, and she scrambles to her feet, a paniced, shrill tone to her voice~ *sp* Where is he? He has to get away now! Please Laurel don't let him hurt Jay!

Elijah Phillips -> Laurel Hensley: When he puts the phone back to his ear, he mumbles "Alrigh wha-" and is cut off. His tone strikes panic "What tha-" she can hear a choking noise. And a splash of the phone hitting the water.

Laurel Hensley: "SHIT!" Her eyes widen. She grits her teeth in frustration and near-panic, looking up as she listens into the phone. "Zaramyhel!"

Elijah Phillips -> Laurel Hensley: He's at the office, sitting at his desk on the phone. He puts the person on the other line on hold. "Melioth.. jesus.. what is it?"

Maria: ~She whimpers, sinking back down to the floor and wraps her arms around her legs~

Laurel Hensley: She cuts off the Lore, so Maria can't understand her. "Jay's been attacked by someone who seems been impersonating us. I'm...listening to it. Right fucking now on my phone." Assuming the other phone is still working, at least. "They impersonated you to get Maria away...and did something to her. And I think impersonated her to get close to Jay."

Maria: ~She watches Laurel, with those big, dark, pleading eyes, hugging her legs tightly~

Elijah Phillips -> Laurel Hensley: Urian stands up, pressing a button on the intercom "Lisa.. something's come up. Cover for me. Tell Hugo to have the car ready." He rushes toward the elevator, rolling his sleeves up. "Do you know where he is now? I can try contacting him in a more direct approach.."

Laurel Hensley: "I..." She frowns, thinking. "Shit. Water...the wind. The boathouse. He's on a boat." She gives the address. "I'll head there now."

Elijah Phillips -> Laurel Hensley: "I'm on my way.. but you're closer. I'll see you in a bit." He cuts the invocation to try jay. The cell phone is still working. She hears glug glug glug water noises.

Elijah Phillips: Eli calls obliviously from the bathroom "Tub's full!"

Maria: ~She jumps at the call from Eli, eyes darting that way, then back to Laurel~

Laurel Hensley: "Eli, love..." She looks down to Maria and sighs. Dammit...she focuses on the Word again.

Laurel Hensley: d10: Translate: 1,7,1,9,8,5,

Elijah Phillips: Eli slinks back into the hallway "Yeah?"

Laurel Hensley: "Maria...Urian's heading there. I'm heading out, too...it'll be okay, okay?" Well, she can hope it will. "Elijah, in the bathroom...he can help you. Just let him. I'm going to go find Jay, with Urian."

Laurel Hensley: She looks to Eli. "Love...Jay's in a bit of trouble. I'm heading out...Urian's meeting me there. Can you look after Maria for me, please? I just...I need to go."

Elijah Phillips: He steps up behind Laurel, kissing her cheek. Nodding to Maria.

Maria: ~Her eyes dart back and forth, widening~ *sp* Laurel just.... Please be careful... And.. hurry....

Maria: ~Her eyes slide back to Eli, then to Laurel, making no moves to get up just yet~

Elijah Phillips: Eli extends a girlish hand to Maria. "Come on, love.. You need a bath.. and boocoos of hot chocolate."

Laurel Hensley: "I will be, sweetie." She smiles to Maria, and then turns to kiss Eli...lingered for half an instant. And just like that, she's hauling ass down the hallway, booking her way through the back exit to the street-level. Making no bones about racing toward the location.

Maria: ~She watches Laurel go, then looks to Eli hesitantly, then to the hand. Seeing the way Laurel was with him seems to give her enough incentive to take the hand and rise to her feet, the other arm wrapping tightly around herself~

Elijah Phillips: His grip is light. Gentle and somewhat feminine. "Shh... it's gonna be alright, love. Pinky swear." He smiles sweetly.

Elijah Phillips: d10: calm the mortal: 8,7,8,8,5,4,

Maria: ~She chews on her lip, looking down the hallway, then back to Eli~

Elijah Phillips: He leads her to the bathroom. Pointing to the pajamas he'd laid out for her.. as he doesn't speak spanish. He goes about removing everything sharp.. to avoid another repeat of the beth incident, then points to the filled tub. "Come on, love.. it'll make you feel better. I'll be in the lounge when you're done." He moves back toward the door.

Maria: ~She hesitates letting go of his hand, but then seeing the tub, she does~ *sp* Thank you..... Um.... ~No clue that he doesn't speak spanish, but once he's turned, she moves towards the tub, then waits until she hears the door close~

Elijah Phillips: He smiles sweetly to her. A reassuring look before he closes her in. Giving her some space.

Maria: ~She slips out of the shirt, and then makes a face and pokes at her stomach before climbing quickly into the tub with a shudder~

Elijah Phillips: Eli waits just outside the door. Worried about the girl. Listening.

Maria: ~She scrubs. All over. With a bar of soap, then scrubs more, with damn near a bottles worth of body wash. Lots and lots and lots of scrubbing~

Elijah Phillips: Eli waits.

Maria: ~Eventually she'll come out, with the fresh clothes on, arms wrapped around herself tightly~

Elijah Phillips: Eli is there, just outside the door. Extending a hand down to her. "Let's get you some hot chocolate."

Maria: ~She blinks at him, the words unregistering. But she takes the hand, and goes with him, eyes darting over to the always silent Leon. Though compared to tonight, she'd much rather have to look at him than go back out there where that monster is.~

Elijah Phillips: Leon doesn't even bother looking at her. Just stays where he is looking all creepy. Eli leads her to a chair, sitting her down, then moves to make her some hot chocolate.

Maria: ~She curls up in the chair, eyes moving back to Eli, watching him~

Maria: ((Ok guys... I'm like.. passing out an shit. ~L~ Y'all mind if I duck? Or you need me to try and stay awake?))

Elijah Phillips: (nope. you're good. he'd keep her calm and put her to bed.. in a room that isn't with beth.)

Maria: ((~Snickers~ Good idea..... She'll be a good girl. Drink some hot chocolate, then pass out N stuffs. And have those lovely nightmares. Thanks for the scenage guys ~LIX all over~ Sweet dreams when you get there))

ScarletIris: Is she running there?

Laurel Hensley: Nope. She's going to risk trying to drive.

Laurel Hensley: It's either that or hop from rooftop to rooftop, and we know how well that worked for Mr. Judge. :)

ScarletIris: fair enough. gimme a roll.

Laurel Hensley: d10: Dex (No Drive) WP: 7,3,1,

ScarletIris: She's no speed racer.. but she's still in one piece. It takes a while to get to the pier in question. The place looks abandoned, run down, neglected, and worn. (per+alert)

Laurel Hensley -> Elijah Phillips: d10: Per+Alertness: 9,1,1,5,4,

Laurel Hensley: GAAH.

ScarletIris: Right. Nothing seems out of the normal when she drives up. The boathouses are all numbered. Most of them look to be unused. The one in question.. looks nearly delapotated. Vines and other various spined plants creep up the door frame. The door itself is cracked and slintered to the point where someone.. or multiple someones could easily pass through.

Laurel Hensley: She purses her lips, wishing she'd thought to have brought a gun or oh...a strong, silent type. She looks around, whispering as she approaches the door. "Zaramyhel. I'm here...nothing out of the ordinary yet. Checking out the boathouse." This way, if something happens to her, there'll be record, at least.

ScarletIris: He's in the back of his car. "I'm a few blocks out. No response. I'm.. I'm hurrying. Hugo! Cut that - " he cuts the invocation. She can see through the cracked door that the boat is missing.

Laurel Hensley: She presses her lips tightly together and regards the vines warily. Last thing she needs is this to be someone with a Devourer's skills. She takes a look around the water, eyes narrowing as she tries to discren the location of the boat.

ScarletIris: (another per+alert!)

Laurel Hensley -> Elijah Phillips: d10: Per+Alertness: 3,10,5,9,6,

ScarletIris: She hears the whrrrrrrrrr of a motorboat, heading.. wrecklessly for the boathouse.

Laurel Hensley: ((Is the boathouse big enough for her to be inside and avoid being hit by a potential crash?))

ScarletIris: (from looking at the structure, she'd have a good guess that being outside of the boathouse would be MUCH safer.. as the thing looks like it can barely hold up without a boat crashing into it.)

Laurel Hensley: ((Gotcha.)) "God DAMMIT..." She dares taking just a moment to poke her head inside and get a quick look around...before the boat crashes in and brings it all down, she wants a good look at the inside, to see if there's anything worth seeing. She doesn't take long, though, especially if the sound is periolously close now.

ScarletIris: She can get a good look before the crash. Nothing of interest really. Just boxes of seemingly random junk. Tackleboxes. Supplies. Blankets. Your run of the mill boathouse.

ScarletIris: (Per+invest)

Laurel Hensley -> Elijah Phillips: d10: Per (No Invest.): 3,8,10,

ScarletIris: There's a body in the boat. She's almost sure of it.

Laurel Hensley: Okay. Then she backs up quickly, a good ten to fifteen feet from the house. It didn't LOOK like there were explosives inside, she should be fine...she hopes. And waits for the inevitable crash, watching with eyes holding out the slightest flicker of hope, but quickly fading in the face of surmounting evidence. And resolves to start learning more of the Lore of Storms.

ScarletIris: Crash. Boom. Ker-splash. The boat hits fairly dead on and when it does, most of the already near delapotated boat house comes down on top of it. Wood, junk, and water flies though Laurel saw it in time to move out of the way. Everything falls quiet. You'd think a crash like that would draw attention.. but no one seems to be around.

Laurel Hensley: She watches, something going cold in her eyes, and she waits for the rubble of the house to settle, to see if it will be remotely clear enough for her to get to the boat. "Zaramyhel. I...think I found him.."

ScarletIris: Everything looks to have settled. For the most part. She hears his car pull up, tired squealing. He doesn't answer. But she sees him running frantically.

Laurel Hensley: She shuts her eyes, taking a deep breath in, then out, before she starts moving. There is just the slightest off-chance he's still alive, and if so, they need to get to him. She steps her way through the shattered pieces of the boathouse, trying to get to the boat.

ScarletIris: (dex+ath)

Laurel Hensley -> Elijah Phillips: d10: Dex+Athletics: 4,1,1,8,

ScarletIris: She hits a plank that looks stable.. but isn't. She gets close to the boat.. but in doing so manages to step right into the water.

Laurel Hensley: Splash. She looks down, not much caring if she's getting overly wet...though at this moment, contact with the water isn't particularly calming her. She tries to peer into the boat.

ScarletIris: She'll have to shove wood this way and that.. but it isn't hard to see what's in the boat. It's jay, alright. Covered for the most part in seaweed.

Laurel Hensley: She shuts her eyes and sighs deeply. "You're dead," she mutters, and she's certainly not talking to Jay, true as it may be. She pushes the wood off of him as best she can, and starts to rip the seaweed off of him after a quick look to confirm what she knows. No rise and fall of chest.

ScarletIris: She may or may not notice Urian running in their direction. She also might be surprised to feel that there is a slight.. very weak.. rise and fall of the boy's chest. Holding on by a thread it would seem.

Laurel Hensley: "Oh, shit." She looks up to Urian, shouting suddenly. "Hurry! He's still alive!" And now she's ripping the seaweed off from his face and neck, to clear his airways. She's not a medic, but she knows that obstruction of airways is a bad, BAD thing.

ScarletIris: His airways don't look terribly obstructed. But it can't hurt. Urian bolts with Hugo close behind. Expensive suit be damned, Urian jumps into the water next to Laurel to help get him out of the boat. Hugo stands on stable ground to pluck him up.

Laurel Hensley: She helps Urian get Jay out of the boat as best she can, grunting with the effort. The girl wasn't built for physical labor, but it's not going to stop her from trying. As soon as Hugo has him, she goes to scramble up to better ground herself. "Tell me one of you knows CPR..."

ScarletIris: Urian follows suit. He's somewhat more physically inclined than laurel.. but getting on in years doesn't help his vivacity in the slightest. Hugo plucks the boy up effortlessly with a surprisingly gentle touch, laying him on stable ground. Quietly checking vitals. Urian nods, climging out with Laurel. "Hugo is well trained.. Thankfully.. what happened?"

ScarletIris: Urian gives hugo and jay their space, not wanting to crowd. An obvious fatherlike worry about him.

Laurel Hensley: She takes a deep breath. "The other night, I learned that Beth had been duped by an imposter Phillip into giving up her virginity to them. When Phillip came and found them, he killed the imposter and called me in. We dealt with the problem, and got Beth back to Sanctuary...where she tried to kill herself." She shakes her head, digging into her pocket. Hoping for at least one non-soggy cigarette. "We managed to stop it. I thought back to something Maria had said about an odd encounter with Jay...I wanted to talk to her, but didn't see her until she came in tonight. Apparently, you had supposedly shown up, sent Jay off, and...something happened. I'm not sure what, but the fake you took her clothes and left, going to speak with Jay. I called Jay, heard Maria's voice, and tried to warn Jay. Before he could react...I heard choking."

Elijah Phillips: d10: : 5,1,1,1,

Elijah Phillips: d10: : 4,4,9,

Elijah Phillips: d10: : 9,8,5,

Elijah Phillips: d10: : 6,9,8,2,5,7,

Elijah Phillips: d10: : 2,9,5,4,9,3,

Elijah Phillips: d10: : 7,3,9,8,7,3,

ScarletIris: His concerned look turns to a disapproving frown. "I was at the office all evening. I have security photos to back it up." he looks down to Jay and Hugo, asking nervously. "Keep me updated." hugo looks up, tilting jay's head up. "He'll live." He plucks the boy up gently and moves toward the car. Urian starts to follow before pausing and turning back to loyal. "Melioth.. thank you.. I.. I don't know what I would have done if I would have lost him. He's.."

Laurel Hensley: She sighs a bit when Hugo says Jay will live, relaxing just a touch. She smiles faintly up to Urian and runs a calming hand over his shoulder. "Of course, Urian. I'm just glad I was able to get here in time. I have a plan to counter this Fallen's manipulations...who knows what kind of damage they've done, pretending to be us. We need to start comfirming who we're speaking to, by our Celestial Names if in any way possible...even whispered."

ScarletIris: He nods. "I agree. An excellent plan." He looks worriedly over his shoulder, watching hugo put jay in the backseat before looking back to laurel. "I.. need to get on. I'll be in touch. If you need anything.. Call me. Please.."

Laurel Hensley: "Of course. I'll be contacting everyone I can through invocation tonight...let your circle know. I don't know most of their names." She reaches up and wraps her arms around his neck, hugging him. "We won this round. They didn't get him. And if I can do anything, of course...you know you merely need contact me."

ScarletIris: He seems a touch surprised at the gesture. Patting her back at the hug. "I will. I.. need to go.." he pulls away and quickly makes his way back toward the car.

Laurel Hensley: "Of course. Good night, Urian." She lights her cigarette, watching him leave, and waits for the car to pull out of view. She sighs a little bit and makes the walk back to the club.

ScarletIris: By the time she gets back to the club, the girls are both asleep. Eli is sitting up, nervous.