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"They're going to find a way to give Morrigan her holy power back," Vincent answered, watching the arm closely. "I'll tell you more the minute that's reattached, and I have your word you won't torture me again."

Morrigan smiled and nodded. "Sara Himura... Hmm... Not bad. Victoria Lynn Himura... " She thought over any possible combinations; she had a thing for the perfect ring. "Any other ideas for me? I'm not sure I like Sara Himura so much." she admitted.
An attendant offered her a drink; she smiled and got herself a tumbler of whiskey on the rocks. "You want anything?"

"Charlotte Himura..." Morrigan mused with a smile, "I think I like that. Yes. It has a nice ring."
She sipped her whiskey, grinning and shaking her head a bit. "Ah.. Warm going down.... I haven't had this in a while." She sat the glass down on her tray and began to nibble on some peanuts, glancing out the window. "How high in the air are we???"

"Lovely." Vincent agreed, "Will you unshackle me too? They spoke about using some sort of plant."

"I don't blame you. I'm a fan of teleporting myself." Morrigan answered, just as low. "Where should we stay??"

Vincent nodded with a sigh. "This plant's supposed to grow into a flower," he elaborated, "whenever it blooms, they intend for Morrigan to use it. She'll kill you then..." he frowned. "They're hiding in Avalon."

Vincent thought. "Well, save for the flower, we didn't have much of a plan to fight you. Now that we have Po-ar as a priest, they'll be bound to try and teach him magick... Morrigan, the goddess, is bound to be watching after them closely now. I heard she has a vendetta against you."

Naga raised an eyebrow; he was standing in Avalon when the messenger arrived, arms crossed. "They're here, are they...?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, "Tell them I think not. This place was abandoned..." he answered to his shadow-servant, "...and recently at that. The fire's still burning... They left in a hurry."
The place certainly looked abandoned.

Morrigan nodded. "Bombay-area would work. I know they changed the name, but I haven't been there before... I hear it's very, very diverse." she added. "How long should we stay before moving again?"

Naga raised an eyebrow. "........Good luck with that," he muttered bitterly, "Where does he suggest I begin?"

Vincent raised his eyebrows. "They knew??" he asked, "Wow... Well, good call on their part..." he murmured, reflecting on his situation.
It seemed like he was forgetting something, his original reason for being here. Odd.
"Well...What else can I tell you..." he frowned, thinking. "I can track her through our kinship, but that's only if we're on the same plane. She's obviously not here. I doubt she's in the Otherworld if she's not at Avalon..... So the physical, worldly-plane is where you'd want to start."

Morrigan nodded. "I think perhaps even before then. Once the 'strange' things start happening, it'll already be upon us. We should keep close eyes on the news." she added. "There might be reports we could trace."
She thought deeply. "I'll have to train you to listen to your intuition more closely. If we can accomplish that, we might not have to wait for the shadows to attack us...."

Naga nodded. "That limits me to Earth and here, however," he warned, "we're part of this place. Hell, if it wasn't for Po-ar, Morrigan wouldn't have been able to leave either." he sighed. "Let me borrow two of yours, however; they'll cover where I can't." he bargained.

Vincent nodded. "Deal." he agreed, rising to his feet. "Whenever you're ready."

Morrigan looked out the window, gasping quietly. "The ocean..." she murmured in rapt fascination, "The clouds! I wish we didn't have to leave it..." she smiled, squeezing his hand in hers. "It's beautiful.... We make the clouds, and ride the waves," she whispered with a secretive smile, alluding to her heritage, "it's profound seeing it the way humans do."

Naga smiled. "Well, then. Two should be searching the palace of Po-ar's----my own I've sent to Tokyo, and the others to the other fae-residences of the Otherworld. We'll find him eventually." he nodded, determined. "We will."

Vincent stepped out, looking around. It took him all of five minutes to determine what they already knew.
"Nope," he shook his head, "Not this landmass. They were here, but not anymore."

Morrigan smiled. "Making them is another thing entirely," she chuckled, letting him in on her life, "Delicate, yet bold. Lively. Works with water.... Sometimes fire.... Storms are the most amazing, in my opinion. My favorite easily."

"Not this one." Vincent shrugged. "Try another."

Morrigan chuckled. "True. But it's beautiful." she smiled.