002 • [ edge of the city ] we've been rambling all of the night, and sometime of this day.

[notanemptymotto]

The Valentine's Day date was not something Helen wanted to think about. Not that she had a problem meeting Cassie, but due to the fact that a fight had started. Two men decided to fight and nearly knocked their table over. Helen had enough on her mind that she hardly wanted to deal with childish acts from adults. She had better things to do

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[traveling_rose]

For not being on the job in El Dorado Rose definitely still managed to get her exercise in. She did a lot of wandering around the city. Yes, there were many nice things about the Mansion to explore but sometimes she really liked just getting fresh air. Poking her head into new shops. Possibly even going so far as to do a bit of shopping.

She didn't have any goal in mind today. Just wander. See what happened. She looked up at the sky, hands tucked into her jacket pocket.

[notanemptymotto]

Helen found what she believed to be a good enough building. It'd need modifications, she could tell from the outside, but it would do. Hopefully the inside looked better than the outside. Amazingly enough it looked almost exactly like the U.K. Sanctuary. Which was something to be slightly alarmed about.

She pursed her lips together and moved to the front gate to go inside.

[traveling_rose]

Walking down the street could be great and all but Rose was getting a bit bored. It had been at least half an hour since she'd set foot in a building. Well, what better time than the present moment to pick a building and go for it?

She looked around more intently as she continued to walk. Nope, nope, bit too boring, nope, nope ... hmmmm. She paused. Right in front of her was a large, Gothic sort of looking building with an impressive fence all around it. She grinned. Now that looked interesting.

[notanemptymotto]

She noticed the other younger woman walking down the street. Helen glanced at the building then back at her. It seemed as if it had caught her attention as well. Maybe she knew something about it. Helen nodded once then looked over at her.

"Impressive, isn't it?"

[devotedmylife]

It was possible that James was getting a little more fascinated by El Dorado than he should have been. But at this point, he couldn't help himself. Glass sidewalks, the varied buildings, the edge of this place giving away to nothing by sky.

So while he didn't like it, trying to figure out why it was as it was turned out to be involving in and of itself. He found himself hunting down indicators of time passing, of geological shifts and new buildings, but he couldn't see many. The place seemed frozen, solid, too real. Nothing was breaking down.

He almost envied it.

And it was because of all this that it took James a lot longer than it should've to notice he wasn't the only person in the vicinity on his way back to the hotel. But he got there eventually.

"... Helen?"

[notanemptymotto]

The first reaction Helen had was to freeze up. The next was to turn and stare at the man. James Watson. James. He was dead. She had seen him die in that bloody labyrinth. She blamed herself, of course. If she hadn't been so adamant about getting the Source Blood, then James and Ashley, and countless others would have been...

"James?" She asked, her voice small and defiantly not sounding like the assured woman Helen Magnus was.

[devotedmylife]

Not exactly what he would've expected. Before he'd been with John, they'd all been together. It hadn't been exactly the happiest of times, but they'd been doing what they'd always done best, and Helen had certainly looked nothing like that.

"Yes, Helen, of course." James walked to her, frowning. "I know I have been missing for a short while, but I promise you, I'm fine. You haven't been having that hard a time with Tesla, have you?" He quirked an eyebrow, trying to pretend that look wasn't cause for too much concern.

[notanemptymotto]

Her hand went to her mouth as she tried to compose herself. Though he had most likely already seen the tell-tale signs. James always did. Helen forced herself to take in a deep breath and just close her eyes for a moment. God, this place was so unbelievably cruel. John before he had gone, James before he had died, and James Deline as well.

Calming down was proving harder the more she thought about it.