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xp_logsCallisto and Adrienne find the spot where those being experimented on are being dumped but can't find the direction they came from.
Don't complain. Don't complain. Don't complain. Adrienne kept chanting in her head as she and Callisto hiked into yet another area that might have been somewhere along the lines of where the people who'd been ditched had woken up. Hopefully. At least this underpass smelled better than the alley they'd been in. "Okay, I've got a good feeling about this one! Do you think this area looks like it matches the clues?"
Callisto inhaled a long breath, then blew it out through her nose again. For someone with super senses she appeared considerably less distasteful about the smells and sounds of this part of the city than Adrienne felt. "Could be," she murmured. 'Course, that's the same thing she'd said about the last three places they'd looked.
"Can you refresh me on some of the identifying factors about the people you and Vee spoke to?" Adrienne questioned. The heat and smells were clearly getting to her; they'd been through this before but after Reading the other three places she had so many images of people in her head she couldn't sort through the random, unrelated ones she'd seen at other sites and the verbal descriptions Callisto had given her of the people she and Vanessa had talked to who had actually been experimented on and dumped.
"You wanna look out for a kid with a slightly blue tint to his skin, and a tall, gangly red-haired kid with his stupid-ass pants hanging halfway to his knees."
With a nod and an amused snort, Adrienne looked around for something to get a Reading off of. The bridge itself was out, as was the road; she didn't want to waste her time trying to read random pieces of detritus off the ground... there had to be something that was a more permanent fixture, and yet not too large that she'd overload herself. She settled on a half-busted-up wooden pallet that had been leaned up against the concrete of the bridge support. In the Reading, she spotted the white van she'd seen at the scene of the kidnapping approaching from west. "Got it!" she crowed to Callisto, pointing west. "The van came from that direction. I saw it dump the blue-skinned kid."
Callisto did her thoughtful pout (number 3 in the Callisto Book Of Facial Expressions) and glanced off the way Adrienne pointed. "'Kay," she muttered. Then, "No sign of the ginger kid? Maybe read some more objects?"
"More objects, more objects..." Adrienne looked around for more stuff, walking in the opposite direction of the pallet she'd read, spotting a rusty, dented hubcap down near the other end of the bridge supports. She poked at it, making a face as she did so. When she looked back at Callisto she huffed out an annoyed breath. "Ginger kid got dropped off by the same van but coming from the opposite direction." She surveyed the rest of the area and Read a few more features of the landscape- a scrap of tire, a chunk of concrete, a discarded beer can, going further in their timelines to confirm that the van had made multiple trips. "Yeah, the same two directions again," she told Callisto. "About the same frequency for drops in each direction. Shit. 'They have two evil lairs or something?"
An expressive shrug. "Iunno. I guess? Which one d'you wanna follow? Should we point Vee or Bishop at the other?"
"Let's go that way," Adrienne suggested, pointing. "And I guess we should, huh? I mean, I guess it's either that or you and I split up and each of us take a direction, but..." she trailed off, not wanting to say out loud that she was nervous about being on her own in this sort of area. "I don't think Vee trusts me to go sleuthing on my own just yet," she said instead.
"Think she'd kill me if I let you wander off," Callisto agreed, though without any note of condescension to her tone. "Maybe pick a direction an' I'll text her the other?"
"And I am quite the wanderer," Adrienne answered gratefully, nodding. "Yeah, that sounds like a good plan to me."
Don't complain. Don't complain. Don't complain. Adrienne kept chanting in her head as she and Callisto hiked into yet another area that might have been somewhere along the lines of where the people who'd been ditched had woken up. Hopefully. At least this underpass smelled better than the alley they'd been in. "Okay, I've got a good feeling about this one! Do you think this area looks like it matches the clues?"
Callisto inhaled a long breath, then blew it out through her nose again. For someone with super senses she appeared considerably less distasteful about the smells and sounds of this part of the city than Adrienne felt. "Could be," she murmured. 'Course, that's the same thing she'd said about the last three places they'd looked.
"Can you refresh me on some of the identifying factors about the people you and Vee spoke to?" Adrienne questioned. The heat and smells were clearly getting to her; they'd been through this before but after Reading the other three places she had so many images of people in her head she couldn't sort through the random, unrelated ones she'd seen at other sites and the verbal descriptions Callisto had given her of the people she and Vanessa had talked to who had actually been experimented on and dumped.
"You wanna look out for a kid with a slightly blue tint to his skin, and a tall, gangly red-haired kid with his stupid-ass pants hanging halfway to his knees."
With a nod and an amused snort, Adrienne looked around for something to get a Reading off of. The bridge itself was out, as was the road; she didn't want to waste her time trying to read random pieces of detritus off the ground... there had to be something that was a more permanent fixture, and yet not too large that she'd overload herself. She settled on a half-busted-up wooden pallet that had been leaned up against the concrete of the bridge support. In the Reading, she spotted the white van she'd seen at the scene of the kidnapping approaching from west. "Got it!" she crowed to Callisto, pointing west. "The van came from that direction. I saw it dump the blue-skinned kid."
Callisto did her thoughtful pout (number 3 in the Callisto Book Of Facial Expressions) and glanced off the way Adrienne pointed. "'Kay," she muttered. Then, "No sign of the ginger kid? Maybe read some more objects?"
"More objects, more objects..." Adrienne looked around for more stuff, walking in the opposite direction of the pallet she'd read, spotting a rusty, dented hubcap down near the other end of the bridge supports. She poked at it, making a face as she did so. When she looked back at Callisto she huffed out an annoyed breath. "Ginger kid got dropped off by the same van but coming from the opposite direction." She surveyed the rest of the area and Read a few more features of the landscape- a scrap of tire, a chunk of concrete, a discarded beer can, going further in their timelines to confirm that the van had made multiple trips. "Yeah, the same two directions again," she told Callisto. "About the same frequency for drops in each direction. Shit. 'They have two evil lairs or something?"
An expressive shrug. "Iunno. I guess? Which one d'you wanna follow? Should we point Vee or Bishop at the other?"
"Let's go that way," Adrienne suggested, pointing. "And I guess we should, huh? I mean, I guess it's either that or you and I split up and each of us take a direction, but..." she trailed off, not wanting to say out loud that she was nervous about being on her own in this sort of area. "I don't think Vee trusts me to go sleuthing on my own just yet," she said instead.
"Think she'd kill me if I let you wander off," Callisto agreed, though without any note of condescension to her tone. "Maybe pick a direction an' I'll text her the other?"
"And I am quite the wanderer," Adrienne answered gratefully, nodding. "Yeah, that sounds like a good plan to me."
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