everyonelives | Then we get terrified, like children waking in the dark, we don't know where we are.

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Then we get terrified, like children waking in the dark, we don't know where we are.

( Bonnie, bag in hand at her side, holds the door open this time. She sighs, looking wistfully off at Danny, sullen, in the backseat. )

I wish I could make it all better, like I could undo it all, or, go back and prevent it altogether. Too many of us have no parents. No living family.

( She sighs.

From Danny's seat if or when he looks back, Bonnie and Isaac continue their discussion. Scott texts Isaac, so he pulls his phone out, eyes down quickly.

A couple approaches from the south, arm in arm. The guy in glasses leans in whispering something that makes the girl laugh. As they separate to move around Bonnie, everything happens quickly. The brunette girl brandishes a stun gun landing a blow to Isaac's side. Out of the leather jacket, the man reveals what looks to be something dark colored, with a flat bottom. He drops it. From the car, he can see a spell attempted, Bonnie's lips moving but nothing happening. She tries struggling, but the woman whacks her on the back of the back sending her down. The man quickly pulls out a pair of iron handcuffs the woman waves away, not now, and as fast as it happens, a bright yellow taxi pulls up.

Three others, including one dressed as a taxi-driver throw Bonnie and Isaac into the trunk. When everyone is inside the car, the driver puts down a black device on the top of the cab quickly, puts on a pair of leather gloves, climbs inside the cab and speeds off.

Bonnie's bag, and the contents within including her phone lie on the sidewalk next to Isaac's dropped phone.

The driver in Danny's car starts the ignition, this is probably protocol. )

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( Well, talk about taking the wind out of her sails. Her arm deflates, squinting at him. She straightens up, still wary. )

That's Bonnie's Danny? You're Knightsbridge... British... ( Oh. ) Aunt Bonnie is your family friend?!

[Danny nods, rubbing the back of his neck a bit.

"Small world, yeah?"

Josie nods slowly, not understanding what's going on here, but:]

We need to move. The hunters know where we are. William is getting us new rooms, but we all have to go. Do you know when the boys are getting here?

They're on standby. I wasn't give the go. Josie, did I need the go?

( She's fishing her phone out as she asks. As for Hope, she turns to Danny, "I promise, she's not always this dramatic." She is, but, she reads a little bit between them and what's a best friend for? )

Just tell them we need to pack up and move.

[And she passes her earpiece to Hope, so that she can do the leader thing she does so well.]

I'm going to start packing.

[Mia nods. "Danny and I will see if we can find any other hunters, or if the coast is clear. Let us know when you're ready to move."

Danny just nods, and goes to follow Mia out the door to do as asked. He and Lizzie will talk about this ... later.]

( Sure, okay, "This is Hope, who am I speaking to?" She steps away, letting this happen between Lizzie and Danny, whatever it is.

Lizzie nods, quickly swiping a group text together between MG, her, and the muppet. She taps out a whip-crack message that does the trick in seconds that she can look at that. )

Hunters?

( But he's gone. )

Did he just -

( Fine. Fine. As it is, the female hunter stirs, but barely at that. Same with the male hunter, his hand coming to the carpet as he tries to pull himself up. )

[Josie spots that and quickly siphons some magic off Hope, and waves her hands over the both of them with a small sleep spell.]

Ad somnum.

[She then reaches for her bag.]

C'mon, we have to move fast. Danny wiped their memories of seeing us, but that only lasts as long as they don't see us.

( The female hunter's eyes close again, the male's open, and don't quite make eye contact with Josie before closing again as he falls back asleep.

Lizzie - fine, regroups, nods and starts to throw things together.

Hope knows she has to do it, too.

"I'm going to get my things together, okay? Meet you guys back in front of our new rooms. Seventh floor. William will text us all with our new assignments."

He's that good.

She kisses her quick, eyes Josie and heads back into the hall and to her room. )

[Josie waits until Hope is out of earshot in the other room, before she looks over at her sister.]

Are you okay?

[Can they pack and have a sister chat before Danny makes a reappearance again?]

Yeah. I'm fine. ( Even if she's shoving all of her couture into her bag like it's been bought at the airport, totally fine. She looks her sister in the eye, picks up a blouse and properly folds it with a sigh. ) He was in the square by that clock. I thought we had a full-on meet cute but he was vague about his family friend's friend and I let him go. He was looking for Bonnie's friend, I'm guessing, Isaac? ( She throws it back down. ) You think if I went with him I could've done something?

[She shakes her head. There isn't anything either of them could have done.]

The hunters were armed with magic-stealing artifacts. And they took Isaac too. If you had tried to intervene you would have been taken right along with them.

[Which they don't know enough about to know if that's better or worse.]

We'll find them, Lizzie. We can do this.

Of course we will. We're like the new and improved super squad. Ladies night. And Danny.

( She likes him, she does. She just sounds like she doesn't.

Packing is easy when it's life or death.

William sends out new room assignments to all the phones. )

[Josie nods, knowing that look from her sister, but keeping her comments to herself for now. And off they go to head to their new rooms, where they will make a plan, probably.]

( It's dark and dank, precipitation dripping above them, but that could be the climate. It's wet below them, too. On first glance, every surface is stone tile. The sunset keeps enough light to illuminate the room they're in. There's no furniture inside, but there is what looks to be a door (unguarded? guarded?). There's a barred opening toward the top.

There are two openings at the top by the ceiling on the same wall.

Bonnie and Isaac awaken on the ground. Isaac has pretty much healed from the electric jolts before (unless he woke up and tried to fight his way out of the trunk, the taxi was electrified, too) and Bonnie's headache subsists as she rolls onto her back. )

[Isaac did try to fight his way out. Coming to in a tight enclosed space would not have ended well for this werewolf, and the moment the panic set in and he tried to punch his way out, he would have found himself going right back to sleep again.

This time, as he starts to come to, all he feels is the floor against his back, and there's certainly room to breathe. He takes a deep breath, feeling that calm resettle, before, turning and looking for the woman he was last with.]

Bonnie?

( Bonnie coughs out, coming to. It's not a large room by any means, but it fits them both and gives them pacing room should they stand. Bonnie is attempting to push herself up right now, hand holding the back of her head. She looks at her fingers, a dark red on the tips. So, she's bleeding. )

Incendia. ( Nothing. Incendia. ( Nothing. She thinks back. ) Isaac, I think - I don't have my powers. Or, I'm being blocked. ( She turns, sliding closer to him. ) Are you okay?

Not really, but at least we're not in a trunk anymore.

[He moves closer to her, crouching down gently to check the back of her head. He's not surprised that her magic is being blocked, but as he gently places his hand on her shoulder, he can feel the pain there and he draws it out slowly, hoping to clear her head a bit. The thin black lines travel up his arm and he lets out a small breath of relief as he looks her over.]

You're okay. It's mostly scabbing over; you're not still bleeding.

( Her head clears, the pain subsiding, and she can't help but think he did that. )

We - did you see who did this? It all happened so fast. ( She grips his shoulder. ) Danny. ( She calls out. It echoes. ) Danny! I - sent him to the car, did you see him get into the car?

[Isaac shakes his head.]

He's not here.

[Not that he can say one hundred percent for sure, but his scent isn't anywhere in the room, and he's pretty sure that Danny was in the car.]

I'm not sure who did this exactly, but I have a pretty good wild guess.

[But with her being better, he's going to start taking a look around, taking note of the rushing water he can hear somewhere nearby, and as he scans the room, this time with his eyes on, he catches an oddly discolored tile.]

Huh.

[And he's going to get up and take a look.]

No, he -- he made it inside the car.

( Never mind the life or death split-second stakes, but that's what a nat 20 does. )

What?

( She wobbles first, getting to her feet and joining him. )

This tile is different than the others.

[Which is a weird thing to fixate on, he'll admit, but he's watched enough spy movies to know that that might mean something.]

Also I hear running water. Maybe a pipe or a beach?

( Bonnie doesn't know, unfortunately. )

I don't know, I came here for the solstice and for Danny. Do you know Prague?

Not intimately. We only got here a few days ago.

[He keeps taking in their circumstances, trying to see what he can glean.]

This tile and stone looks pretty old. Do you know anything about the local historical sites?

Not any more than I gleaned from a hotel brochure. And I didn't look closely enough. But, if it's old, there is the older side. We could be in one of the fortresses or castles. This is Prague, there isn't just one.

( She's going to look closer next time. )

If we are somewhere like that, then do you think this was deliberate? Or do you think we're being held here temporarily? That - whatever was dropped, it took my magic, or dampened it.

I don't know. They didn't hand me an itinerary. But I don't think we should sit still and wait for them to come back.

[And with that, he will make his way closer to the discolored tile and see if there's any kind of trigger or latch he can activate. Worth a shot. And if nothing happens, he's going to start looking for a door.]

( There's no trigger, this isn't a spy novel. But, the tile itself is loose. )

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