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[reluctant_gargoyle]

It was Manhattan in the year 1995.  Nothing really remarakble about it, at least compared to some of the other Manhattan's of the multiverse, except for the Eryie Building, corporate headquarters and home of Xanatos, complete with a large portion of Castle Wyvern installed on its top.

It was early in the evening, probably only about 9:00 pm.  Plenty of hours of darkness left for those who turned to stone with the rising sun. 

She's reappeared outside a large tunnel, blocked by a hefty, although unlocked, gate.  It clearly led underground and did not smell all that well.  She gives her companion an appologetic smile.  "I know it looks bad, but trust me one this one." 

This would be the second time in not all that long that she'd be imposing upon her brother and his home, but there were few options.   She couldn't bring him back to the Clock Tower after all.  Refusing to help had also not been an option; it simply wasn't how she'd been brought up to act.  And, of course, there was the fact that for all the extraordinary things in her world, from Gargoyles to fey to Mutates, it was still much more normal than a lot of the ones  that connected with the Nexus.

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BBKakyoin: *BBKakyoin slinks after Elisa, lurking from shadow to shadow, despite the obvious lack of observers. He cautiously glances around himself-The way his ears are turned back would suggest he's ashamed at the mere thought of being seen like this.* Thanks again, Elisa. *BBKakyoin takes a look down the yawning aperture, his new nose wrinkling slightly as it absorbs the smell in ways his old one had mercifully ignored. In truth, though, it was far from intolerable, and he did need a place to stay.* Hey, no complaints here. Just like home! Anything I should look out for?

((Hmm...I'm contemplating unleashing a villain or two just to spice things up, but I wouldn't dream of wrecking Manhattan without your permission.))