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The trip to London had largely been uneventful. Granted, the Gargoyles had been asleep for it, carefully packaged with plenty of form insulation in carefully prepared crates, but it was uneventful all the same. Fortunate for Elisa, Lexington, and Icy.
London itself was largely like she remembered it from her brief time there during the World Tour, so she lead the way across the night sky toward the Soho district. They were heading toward a certain shop, known as Into the Mystic, a money-making venture for the London Clan, which allowed them to pose as humans in costume. They would reconnoiter with whoever was there at the time (Elisa hoped for Una, Leo, Griff, or Nina), and then hopefully head on to the main manor on which the rest of the Clan lived.
"You doing okay there, Lex, Icy?" Elisa asked, as she adjusted her flight path a little.
London itself was largely like she remembered it from her brief time there during the World Tour, so she lead the way across the night sky toward the Soho district. They were heading toward a certain shop, known as Into the Mystic, a money-making venture for the London Clan, which allowed them to pose as humans in costume. They would reconnoiter with whoever was there at the time (Elisa hoped for Una, Leo, Griff, or Nina), and then hopefully head on to the main manor on which the rest of the Clan lived.
"You doing okay there, Lex, Icy?" Elisa asked, as she adjusted her flight path a little.
