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"Me neither." Gal agreed. "It looks deeper when it's dark outside." She'd been leading them towards where she thought the pier was, but instead of bright lights and calliope music the area was getting seedier and darker and distinctively more dangerous looking.

Gal looked around with a little frown. "Youre right. The fair was by the water.. and I can smell the water here.. but it must be the wrong pier." She shifted on her barefeet. The pavement was kinda slimy here, too. "But still, if we follow the water we should find it, right?"

Galleai was more or less fearless. Not so much out of bravery but out of ignorance, perhaps. Either way, she led them along the waterfront until things got even darker. The shop fronts turned to bars with broken windows and shouting and brawling could be heard from within. The smell of rotten food and alcohol and other much less pleasant things hit the air. Galleai stepped into something thick and wet and was glad it was too dark to see what it had been.

"I think, maybe, we should turn around." She said with a small frown. "This doesn't look right at all." It was as if she were talking about the weather.

Shaking her head, Galleai frowned. "I dont remember which way we came from, exactly. But we could ask somebody..." She squeezed Ishi's hand and made her way to the dark smokey entrance of some loud bar. Two men were standing outside of it smoking and talking gruffly. "Excuse me?" Galleai said, but the men didn't pay her any attention.

"Excuse me" She said again, tugging on one of their coats until he looked down, suprised. "We've gotten lost."

"Oh 'ave ye now?" The man eyed Gal and Ishi with a predatory grin. "An' what'll ye be givin me if I show ye the way back?"

Galleai just smiled serenely. "I haven't got anything to give you." Perhaps it was perversity on her part, but she wasn't entirely stupid and she knew that one of the coven always tailed her when she went out. At least, ever since the Kaimi debacle they did. So while she didn't know who was lurking in the shadows, she knew that someone was. And maybe she just wanted to see some random a*****e get bitten. "But not calling the police sounds fair to me." She added.

The man smirked and then snorted, lunging towards Ishi. His huge, filthy hand grasped at the girl but never made it. Pale hands snaked from the shadows and snapped the man's neck effortlessly.

Galleai patted her friend on the back, brow furrowed with worry and shot a glare at the pale blond man who was lurking half in and half out of the shadows. "Was that really necessary, Apollo?" She asked with a prim little frown. "You've scared my new friend."

"You shouldn't have gotten yourself lost." The pale man responded with a feral grin. He did, though, cover the dead man with a cloak so that his body was hidden and kneel down by Ishi. "Hey, girl, don't be scared." And his voice was gentle and surprisingly sincere. "We can't have all of Gal's friends running away from her now."

"I'm sorry, Ishi. It's just Apollo. He's been following me to make sure I didn't get into trouble. I didn't know he'd do that. Are you okay?"

Apollo, not being a complete idiot, could clearly see that the girl was traumatized. Which made sense, he probably could have dispatched that guy quietly. He probably hadn't even needed to kill the man. A punch to the kidneys may have worked. Or even a few strong words. But Apollo, for all his boyish charm, enjoyed killing people and enjoyed making a show of it. It hadn't occured to him at the time that his antics might not be appreciated by Galleai's friend. Wether or not Galleai appreciated or was apalled by them didn't actually matter to him. She was part of the coven.

But he comprehended (if not understood) the sensitivities of most young girls. "We can walk you home. Or I can call you a cab." He offered.

Galleai just looked at Ishi in concern, fairly certain the girl would never want to come near her again. "I'm sorry, Ishi."