Regan had been conscious throughout her entire ordeal drifting out at sea, and after doggy paddling for what seemed like forever the waves finally brought her to a shore, just as sunlight peeked its rays above the horizons nest of clouds. She saw Leer come towards her to help but unfortunately too much night had passed and he turned to stone before he could reach her and make shelter. Rapid pains embraced her as she changed to human, but after that transformation was through she tried to drag Leer's heavy body into a small group of trees nearby for some degree of hiding, but as a human he just weighed too much and she was utterly exhausted. She tried to fall asleep next to him in the sand but the sun soon grew too hot and in her skimpy top and loincloth she was soon boiling like a lobster and she half-consciously stumbled off to sit under the trees. The shore where they where seemed to be somewhat sheltered by trees but a few people still occasionally milled about so she vowed to be cautious, however the concept of sleeping was still new to her and she didn't yet realize it when she was in danger of falling into a deep cycle from which to waken would require not much short of resurrection. When she finally did come to around noon, she realized with horror Leer was gone. She noticed a woman lying on the sandy shore near where Leer had been and she frantically ran over to her.
"Excuse me!"
The lady looked up at her, annoyed and crinkling her nose at the interrupters strange and ragged bikini. It had to be the ugliest fashion she'd ever seen in her life. "What?"
"There was a statue on this shore! Not too long ago! I just went to sleep for a few minutes-and now it's gone! Did you see what happened?"
She hoped Demona hadn't taken him and left her. She wouldn't mind being by herself, it was what she was used to, but the idea of Demona just deserting her hurt.
Hurts, huh? Her inner psyche piped. Now who would do something like desert somebody?
Ah, shut up. She told herself, in her head. I'll just find her, and ask her whats going on!
So, you want an explanation-isn't that what Aaron wanted?
Hm, I guess. It just...would have been hard. But I'm right. If I want explanations, I should be prepared to give them. When I see him again, I'm going to have to tell him straight up.
Regan broke out of her thoughts just as the Woman responded. "Funny you should ask. I couldn't believe you slept through that. I did see you off in those trees-my husband was half tempted to wake you for fear that something was wrong. You did snore though, so we knew you where sleeping. Anyway, some older gentleman on a flying cart came roaring over here blocking my sun and just strapped that statue up and carried it away. I thought he was the police, to be frank. He certainly seemed professional, and I can't say I'd ever seen someone like him before. He was very well built, this man..." She glanced around for a second, as if to confirm the absence of her husband from earshot. "And he wore a sort of power suit. I do admit that after seeing him I have been much entertained while lying out here with my daydreaming!"
"Ough..." Regan giggled. "You say older...how old exactly? I'm going to have to find him."
"Oh, if you do please bring him back. Its such a nice day, and I don't believe he got to swim. He must have been hard at work, he was so efficient and businesslike. He had all white hair-a full head, and an Old Dutch beard. About six foot tall and change. That's really all I can say. The cart was silver and black, standard really...if such strange, rare things have standards, hehe!"
Regan smiled. She kind of started liking the lady, she made her laugh. She appeared to be middle aged, just a tad plump but with a round, friendly face and a mouth full of teeth that sparkled when she laughed-which she was finding to be often. She would have liked to gossip with the lady more about the strange man but she had to find Leer. The situation really wasn't looking good. How was she going to find some dude on a flying cart in a strange city filled with endless buildings like she'd never before seen?
"Did the cart have horses?" She asked.
--whew, it's almost 3 am but I got the intros to the final "journeys" done! Spoilers (of sorts) --- Will Cordelia and Aaron find a place in Manhattan, and with the clan? Will Cordelia make up with Leer, or will she find a more sympathetic and perhaps more compatible soulmate? What will happen when the Olympians discover that Demona is a human during the day, and will they ever get off Olympus and back home? How will Brooklyn react to being one-and-one with Demona? Also, has the main purpose of his journey in the first place been in vain, and will he return as lonely for love as when he left, if not more so with the addition of new couples, however fractured they may be? Finally, who was that strange bearded man? Why did he take Leer, will he be all right, and how will a clueless Regan, who has lived on Avalon her whole life, navigate a modern human city and find him? Will she find help, or a trap? Will they find the Manhattan clan alive, and if they do how will they fit in? Stay tuned! :)
