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

[moralitypolice]

( 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. )

Comments

[jockwitch]

( Her attention back on Danny and Elijah, she's still been listening. )

Sounds specific enough. I have a talent for getting information I want. ( Unless she's oblivious. But, that's only with close friends and their crushes on her. Until it's impossible to be. )

[undermyfeet]

We just have to be prepared for follow ups.

[In case the questions are too specific and they get very narrow answers.]

[jockwitch]

This won't be an interview. I'll handle this like I handled my college admissions interview. I vetted them more than they, me. My academics stood on their own.

( Also, let's not talk about our mental health struggles or our magic ties. )

[undermyfeet]

Okay.

[He trusts you Lizzie. (Should he?) You seem like you know what you're talking about.]

So ... we head up there and poke the bear?

[jockwitch]

Or bears. Elijah?

( "I will follow your lead."

Until he thinks he should intervene. )

[undermyfeet]

Alright. Then let's go.

[And up to the hotel room they'll go. Danny stops in and takes a deep breath, knocking on the door.]

[jockwitch]

( "Coming," they hear from the other side of the door. A scruffy guy, American accent and flannel matching, stands out in a hotel like this as he opens the door to -- two kids and their parent. )

Yeah?

[undermyfeet]

Hi.

[He just decides to keep it Brit, it feels safer. Elijah is a fake Brit too so it works.]

We had this room last and we think we might have left something behind. Mind if we come in and take a look around?

[It's not a bad lie, but it's still a lie (14).]

[jockwitch]

( Yeah, the lie (20) is sussed out and seeing as hunters know kids and adults can all be supernatural (and they were duped by some suped up kids), he steps back, nodding, but after closing the door, he does not hesitate to bring up a gun he'd stashed behind his back in his waistband. )

Try that again, Harry Potter.

[undermyfeet]

Really? Rowling is the best you've got? Put some thought into it.

[He holds up his hands and keeps them still, not wanting to seem like he's casting a spell.]

Also Potter is a hero. If you're trying to insult me, you're not doing well.

[He's trying to keep things calm as he does not want to get shot today, but this guy does not seem to know who Elijah is or he might have played it cooler.]

[jockwitch]

( He's not a BBC guy.

Elijah hasn't moved, yet, but, looking around (19) tells him there is someone in the room with flannel Romeo.

"You're not alone, are you?" The man wavers. "You should come out now, you regret any shot you attempt to fire." (15) for itimidation. Her (7) brings her out of the bathroom, holding her gun up. A thousand years must give Elijah the verbal one-up!

"Now, my associates here have some questions they'd like answered." )

[undermyfeet]

[Danny smirks, because it's cool to have a super powerful vampire on your side when they're not trying to make you do terrible shit.

Also he's a teenage boy, don't judge him.]

What's the big deal about the solstice?

[jockwitch]

( The woman and man exchange looks. The guy points his gun upward, he smiles, tries, convincingly, (8) "We can do this without your mumbo jumbo magic or your fangs or whatever you freaks are." Really personable, this one. )

Sticks and stones, Trailer Park.

[undermyfeet]

[Yeah, Danny picks that up (13). He tips his head to the side.]

Can we? Because you're not exactly the most trustworthy, mate. Your friends broke into some innocent teenage girls hotel room and kidnapped my friends. So right now, I think the burden of proof is on you.

I haven't cast anything yet.

[Which he doesn't have to lie about because he hasn't.]

[jockwitch]

( There's recognition in his eyes. So, it's them.

"You're why we woke up in that room. Why I can't remember why my shoulder needed to be reset. We have a score to settle then. Two guns against three. I believe in fire power." )

[undermyfeet]

You say two?

[Danny's wrists flip with a murmur of spell quickly looking to yank their guns out of their hands (17). If he succeeds, the guns fly past their heads and land on the floor behind them.]

Because now it looks like you have no guns.

[jockwitch]

( They're not able to keep a hold of their guns, the sheer force of magic dropping them (4).

Lizzie stands, smugly. The hunter exchanges another look. )

... What's a solstice.

[undermyfeet]

[They really did find the bottom of the barrel.]

Why did you want to know about Danny Brighton?

[jockwitch]

( "You're him?" The brightest of bulbs he's not.

"Whomever he may be is not to be trifled with. Is that why your orders were to locate him? His formidability?" Elijah tries.

"His what?" )

[undermyfeet]

[Damnit. Danny rubs his eyes as he lifts his hands again. Just in case they're playing dumb.]

Veritas tempus.

[And once the spell settles:]

Why are you here?

[jockwitch]

( Well, they couldn't stop that spell if they tried and flannel speaks first.

"We go where we're ordered." )

[undermyfeet]

And what were your orders?

[Because the spell only gets them so far.]

[jockwitch]

( Yes, the more precise the question, the better the answer.

"Check in under these names, find the witches. Kill anyone else." )

[undermyfeet]

What do they want with the witches?

[Since they weren't specified under the "kill" category.]

[jockwitch]

( "Don't know. Really don't care. Job's a job. Find the witches. Take the witches."

So, that's luckily an actual answer? )

But, why. No. ( He opens his mouth and then closes it. She stops herself. ) Where are you taking us? If you ever managed to actually take us.

( "Our outfit in town." )