Welcome To The World Of Darkness
Chapter 3 Who's Your Daddy
Nazo and Salys had breakfast at Hooters. Dana was at home having breakfast with her father. Sin'Dera was at her Eshu boyfriend's flat listening to his last archeological excavation with complete fascination.
It was past noon when everyone managed to convene at Stray Lung and Botch's place. Gander had three hickeys and his normal dreamy face. Sin'Dera came in and settled in the corner with Dana.
Sin'Dera had found lots of goodies in the office, but chose to keep the $1000 wad of cash her little secret. "I found addresses of two CEOs named Berry Thompson and Damien Milliners. Now according to the information we got at the library yesterday Elizabeth Milliners started the company in 1800 and it has been handed down. I also have a list of VIPs and a list of families involved in lawsuits over their children's deaths."
"Let's go!" Nazo tossed the keys to Trent enthusiastically. "We can check out the Milliners place."
"Are you sure that's wise?" Sin'Dera frowned, following the pack to the car.
"We'll go in under cover." Dana told her.
Unease building she looked at them as they got in the van. "What kind of cover?"
"We can go as a rented fetish group and tie them up and torture information out of them." Trent sounded extremely enthusiastic.
She smiled. "I like it. You have my vote. I can search the house while you keep them occupied."
"NO." Stray shook his head.
"We can send Dana as an Avon lady." Nazo suggested.
"Ok." Dana nodded.
"It's better..." He sighed settling back as the van rolled down the street.
Bantering back and forth one wild idea after the other they got on the topic of names. They reached a train track and waited as a huge express whipped by. Sin'Dera spoke softly. "Trent can you establish a mind link with the werecat?"
"Sure..." He nodded, chanting softly. "Ok."
"What can we call you?" She asked the silent one.
He looked annoyed at being bothered but apparently attempted to answer because Trent began to speak. "I see a mouth speaking in shadows." He had to turn his attention back to driving.
"Speaks-in-Shadows?" She looked at him curiously. It had been killing her to know. He nodded. She smiled and nodded. "Shadow then."
Dana leaned over and whispered to her. "I still like Fluffy." Nazo giggled while Sin'D cracked a smile.
"He already doesn't like us." She reminded her.
"I don't believe this." Botch thumped the dashboard. "The way to the mansion is blocked by a busted water main."
"Lucky us." Nazo frowned.
Stray Lung unfastened his seatbelt and stretched out a hand towards the corner the Sluagh was in. "Let me hold that list of names." She handed them to him with a nod and he settled back in his seat closing his eyes and running his finger over the paper. He stopped moving and opened his eyes. "Botch, there is a house near by that we can get to." He pointed out the address.
"Ok." He turned the van left and they headed for their new destination. It wasn't long before they reached the middle class nondescript neighborhood.
"We need a cover story." Sin'Dera looked at the house, frowning. "This is a family that lost their child to the toys."
"It was my little brother." Nazo got big teary eyes.
"Works for me. I'll go in with you, try and figure things out." Stray Lung got out of the van.
"I'll make sure nothing goes wrong." Trent followed.
"We'll stay and wait." Sin'Dera had already pulled out her book.
The three went up to the house and Trent knocked. A puffy eyed woman opened the door and looked at them from behind the safety of the chained door. "Yes?" She sniffed.
"Hello ma'am, I'm sorry to disturb you, but we're banding together against Caring Tec."
"I only have one left..." She moaned.
He continued without noticing. "Our families have been hurt by them and we..."
"Have you received the threats too?" She looked at him wide eyed.
"No ma'am. We..." The door slammed.
Stray slapped him in the back of the head. "You idiot!"
"Huh?" He blinked. "Oh, oops. No problem, I'll just make her forget. Then we can try it again."
"Let Nazo do the talking, she is incredible at this kind of thing." Stray suggested as Botch reset the scene a bit.
The lady reopened the door looking a bit confused. "What was..."
Nazo was in tears. "I'm getting threats!"
"You poor dear, come in side. I've got cookies and milk." She unlocked the door and put an arm around her shoulder, ushering her in side. Stray and Botch followed them into the house. "Delila, get back in your room!" They caught a flash of a foot disappearing into a room in the back.
They went to the kitchen and sat around the breakfast table. "My sister was three..." Nazo trailed off realizing from the stricken face she should go older. "Days past five. It was a birthday present from me..." She wailed.
"I can't take it anymore." The portly woman began to cry again. "Simon, my son, died from the chemicals in the super ball. It seeped through the hands into the blood stream."
"It was the same with her." Nazo nodded. "And that's when my family started to join the lawsuit. Then came the threats."
"Yes, in red on the front door."
"Don't participate in the law suit." Nazo prompted.
"Don't contact the police'...Oh you poor child. Dealing with a threat on your own life." The woman embraced her. They cried together as the guys exchanged pained glances. Stray used his abilities to see spirits, but saw nothing of interest.
Mean while Gander had slithered into Shadow's lap. One of the werecat's eyebrows twitched slightly as he held back the urge to pop his head off his neck.
Cinnabar roamed the yard and slipped and busted her butt after stepping on a bouncy ball with a smile printed on it. Seeing nothing of use she climbed back in the van.
Gander finally noticed the bared teeth and wrinkled brow of Shadow. He got in Cinnabar's lap. "Oh, is that a gun, or are you just happy to see me?" He teased.
"Get off or I'll kiss you." The werewolf glowered. That didn't work, so she pointed the gun at him. Gander couldn't have left faster if he were on fire.
Speaks-in-Shadows left the van and sniffed the air. He approached the door and examined it, smelling blood.
Cinnabar got back out of the van also, choosing to talk to a squirrel. "Excuse me, did you see anything last night?"
"Ask the owl, I think he saw something." The little beady eyes looked at her like she was stupid. Squirrels are asleep at night, DUH!
"Ok..." She glanced around before swinging up into the tree and climbing until she found an owl. "Excuse me Great Horned Owl? I don't mean to disturb you, but..."
"Who?! Oh? But you are." He looked at her pointedly.
"Sorry, but have you seen any one strange last night?"
He bobbed his head. "Night walkers." She echoed him in a questioning tone so he would elaborate. "Night walkers, smelled dead and of blood. Six of them." He proved that the tootsie pop owl wasn't the only counter out there in owl land.
"Thanks." She jumped down.
A freckly kid on a bike stopped and looked at her. "Hey lady, why where you up the tree?"
"Though I saw a cat."
"Nah, just an old grumpy owl. Weirdo." He biked off.
"Nosey." She rolled her eyes before glancing back up. She returned to her place at the top of the tree. "Could you do me a favor?"
"What?" The owl ruffled his feathers.
"Could you watch the house, if anything happens let me know?"
"What will you give me?" He looked at the human skeptically.
"A mouse."
"How will I find you?"
"I'll come back." She promised.
"OK."
She returned to the van to find Nazo, Trent, Stray, and Shadow waiting in side it. "We are going out to dinner." Dana told her. "Rowena, my raven, is going to watch over the house and come get me if anything happens.
"I'm going to drop you off and go buy something. Then I'll pick you up again." Trent told them. He let them out at a nice sit down dinner place and he did the McDonald's drive through and went to Wal-Mart for twine rope. Then he sat and had a cigarette as he waited for the others.
In rout to the Milliners mansion, as the sun set lit the sky, Rowena flew up to the window and began pecking at it loudly. "Vampires have the kid." She mind spoke to Dana.
She alerted the rest of the group, then told Rowena to follow the vampires. They turned the van around and followed the bird. They were heading towards the warehouse district. The van wouldn't fit down an alley so they detoured up a block and then resumed course.
Much to nobody's surprise it was a Caring Tec warehouse that the vampires retreated into, oblivious to the fact that Rowena tracked them. A seven-foot fence topped off with barbed wire surrounded the place. They all got out of the van and examined the parameter. Boxes obscured their vision of the door, but that didn't stop Nazo.
She worked quickly, trying to get the lock open on the gate. Cinnabar didn't wait, trying to jump the fence. She didn't get a good push off and hit the barbed wire. She fell back to the ground with a yelp.
Attack dogs came running around the corner, barking and snarling. Cinnabar got up, shaking off her wounds. Nazo got away from the gate quickly. "Everyone behind the van." She scuttled away.
They all did except for Speaks-in-Shadows. He leapt the fence as if it were an anthill and landed in the middle of the sandy ground. Instantly the dogs were upon him. He took one hit and it did nothing, but make him step back a bit. The second one managed to give him a bruise.
Dana cast valed eyes on Sin'Dera and herself and Nazo did the same on herself, going back to the lock. Sin'Dera slipped through and climbed up on a crate, watching Shadow fight.
There were five dogs. Shadow kicked one dog and it went skidding across the sand. It lay still. The werecat clawed at the nest one and it backed away whimpering and pouring blood on the ground. It went slinking off into the dark corner.
Cinnabar pushed the gate open as Nazo made the lock fall off. She shifted into Crinos from as Shadow took heavy damage. She grabbed one dog and snapped its neck like a twig while Shadow picked up the other and slammed it into a crate. It didn't move.
Everyone entered the yard and began walking to the doors. Trent didn't sense anything but the little girl's life. There were two Bob figures flanking the doors. Everyone was in stealth as Botch picked up a rock and pitched it into the darkness. The guards went to check it out and everyone slipped in side.
Three vampires were on the catwalk, one female. Six surrounded the little girl off to the right in front of an office space. Before anyone could form a plan the werecat ran into the mass of vampires. They scattered quickly, but they took the child with them.
Nazo makes the vampire holding the child think that she was on fire. The vampire dropped the child. Though Delila was bruised and crying she was alive.
Botch leapt on a fleeing vampire's back, throwing him to the ground, then held his lighter in his face. "Who's your Daddy BITCH?!?"
The vampire hissed, struggling wildly as he laughed maniacally. He finally let him run. "Yah!" He grinned, watching the guy high tail it.
Sin'Dera stood in the shadows of the entrance. "Hey babe, what are you doing here?"
"Bob, fancy meeting you here..."
"I've never seen you before, come here!"
"No thanks." She turned and ran. The werecat came to her rescue, chasing the undead Bob away. Stray Lung was holding the little girl, and got a bruise from her struggling because of the were creatures. They reverted to human form and she calmed down, though Sin'Dera was badly shaken. "Even the undead Bobs stalk me..."
"Let's go take the child home." Dana patted her head. They went to the lady's house and Sin'Dera and Dana returned her daughter.
"Thank you...I don't have much, but if you see anything you can use, feel free to take it." She led them into a room filled with junk. Three objects shimmered with Chimera.
"Oh she's lovely." Sin'Dera scooped up a doll. It was a china doll that was actually Chinese.
"This is a very nice paperweight." Dana picked up the second item examining it a bit.
Wordlessly Sin'Dera picked up the third object, a spoon. Then she turned to the lady and smiled. "Thank you." She proceeded back to the van with Dana in tow.
"This place is so weird, but I don't care. Honey get your things, were moving tonight." The woman said as they left the house.
Once in the van they began to examine their prizes. "Here Nazo, you can have this." Sin'Dera tossed the spoon at her.
Nazo fiddled with the spoon, nearly blinding Speaks-In-Shadows, when a beam of sunlight shot out of the well of the spoon. She grinned sticking it in her bag. "Cool, I have a spoon of dark!"
"Lies, lies, lies, lies..." The doll in Sin'Dera's arms told her. She looked around, but no one was paying her any attention. "Dana, lie to me." She demanded.
"I feel like a hot dog." She said after a questioning look.
"Lies, lies, lies, lies..."
"Um...Cinnabar, lie to me." Sin'D looked at the werewolf who was wrapped in a blanket and nothing else.
"I'm happy to be naked now." She told her in an unenthusiastic voice.
"Cool!" She grinned hugging the doll.
Dana shrugged and shook the paperweight, then tapped it. A billow of smoke came out of it filling the van. Trent pulled to the side of the road and everyone opened windows choking except Trent. "How could you see to park?" Nazo goggled at him.
"You're talking to someone with the IQ of a hotdog. The raven is more alert then him." Sin'Dera shrugged. "He probably figured he was smoking." They were back on their way quickly. They went to the mansion, but judging from the shadowy things in the house, it wasn't something the group was ready to face. "Let's start a little smaller. I don't want to die right now." She decided. "I have a date to keep, drop me off at my place."
"I have to get home, school in the morning and I haven't finished all my homework." Dana alerted them.
Stray was dropped off at his place before going to Dana's, then on to Sin'D's. She disappeared as soon as she went into the house. Shadow headed for his closet, and Nazo went off to do whatever Nazo does in her off time. Trent hit the bars with Gander. Salys was presumably asleep on the couch next to the liquor cabinet.
Chapter 3 Who's Your Daddy
Nazo and Salys had breakfast at Hooters. Dana was at home having breakfast with her father. Sin'Dera was at her Eshu boyfriend's flat listening to his last archeological excavation with complete fascination.
It was past noon when everyone managed to convene at Stray Lung and Botch's place. Gander had three hickeys and his normal dreamy face. Sin'Dera came in and settled in the corner with Dana.
Sin'Dera had found lots of goodies in the office, but chose to keep the $1000 wad of cash her little secret. "I found addresses of two CEOs named Berry Thompson and Damien Milliners. Now according to the information we got at the library yesterday Elizabeth Milliners started the company in 1800 and it has been handed down. I also have a list of VIPs and a list of families involved in lawsuits over their children's deaths."
"Let's go!" Nazo tossed the keys to Trent enthusiastically. "We can check out the Milliners place."
"Are you sure that's wise?" Sin'Dera frowned, following the pack to the car.
"We'll go in under cover." Dana told her.
Unease building she looked at them as they got in the van. "What kind of cover?"
"We can go as a rented fetish group and tie them up and torture information out of them." Trent sounded extremely enthusiastic.
She smiled. "I like it. You have my vote. I can search the house while you keep them occupied."
"NO." Stray shook his head.
"We can send Dana as an Avon lady." Nazo suggested.
"Ok." Dana nodded.
"It's better..." He sighed settling back as the van rolled down the street.
Bantering back and forth one wild idea after the other they got on the topic of names. They reached a train track and waited as a huge express whipped by. Sin'Dera spoke softly. "Trent can you establish a mind link with the werecat?"
"Sure..." He nodded, chanting softly. "Ok."
"What can we call you?" She asked the silent one.
He looked annoyed at being bothered but apparently attempted to answer because Trent began to speak. "I see a mouth speaking in shadows." He had to turn his attention back to driving.
"Speaks-in-Shadows?" She looked at him curiously. It had been killing her to know. He nodded. She smiled and nodded. "Shadow then."
Dana leaned over and whispered to her. "I still like Fluffy." Nazo giggled while Sin'D cracked a smile.
"He already doesn't like us." She reminded her.
"I don't believe this." Botch thumped the dashboard. "The way to the mansion is blocked by a busted water main."
"Lucky us." Nazo frowned.
Stray Lung unfastened his seatbelt and stretched out a hand towards the corner the Sluagh was in. "Let me hold that list of names." She handed them to him with a nod and he settled back in his seat closing his eyes and running his finger over the paper. He stopped moving and opened his eyes. "Botch, there is a house near by that we can get to." He pointed out the address.
"Ok." He turned the van left and they headed for their new destination. It wasn't long before they reached the middle class nondescript neighborhood.
"We need a cover story." Sin'Dera looked at the house, frowning. "This is a family that lost their child to the toys."
"It was my little brother." Nazo got big teary eyes.
"Works for me. I'll go in with you, try and figure things out." Stray Lung got out of the van.
"I'll make sure nothing goes wrong." Trent followed.
"We'll stay and wait." Sin'Dera had already pulled out her book.
The three went up to the house and Trent knocked. A puffy eyed woman opened the door and looked at them from behind the safety of the chained door. "Yes?" She sniffed.
"Hello ma'am, I'm sorry to disturb you, but we're banding together against Caring Tec."
"I only have one left..." She moaned.
He continued without noticing. "Our families have been hurt by them and we..."
"Have you received the threats too?" She looked at him wide eyed.
"No ma'am. We..." The door slammed.
Stray slapped him in the back of the head. "You idiot!"
"Huh?" He blinked. "Oh, oops. No problem, I'll just make her forget. Then we can try it again."
"Let Nazo do the talking, she is incredible at this kind of thing." Stray suggested as Botch reset the scene a bit.
The lady reopened the door looking a bit confused. "What was..."
Nazo was in tears. "I'm getting threats!"
"You poor dear, come in side. I've got cookies and milk." She unlocked the door and put an arm around her shoulder, ushering her in side. Stray and Botch followed them into the house. "Delila, get back in your room!" They caught a flash of a foot disappearing into a room in the back.
They went to the kitchen and sat around the breakfast table. "My sister was three..." Nazo trailed off realizing from the stricken face she should go older. "Days past five. It was a birthday present from me..." She wailed.
"I can't take it anymore." The portly woman began to cry again. "Simon, my son, died from the chemicals in the super ball. It seeped through the hands into the blood stream."
"It was the same with her." Nazo nodded. "And that's when my family started to join the lawsuit. Then came the threats."
"Yes, in red on the front door."
"Don't participate in the law suit." Nazo prompted.
"Don't contact the police'...Oh you poor child. Dealing with a threat on your own life." The woman embraced her. They cried together as the guys exchanged pained glances. Stray used his abilities to see spirits, but saw nothing of interest.
Mean while Gander had slithered into Shadow's lap. One of the werecat's eyebrows twitched slightly as he held back the urge to pop his head off his neck.
Cinnabar roamed the yard and slipped and busted her butt after stepping on a bouncy ball with a smile printed on it. Seeing nothing of use she climbed back in the van.
Gander finally noticed the bared teeth and wrinkled brow of Shadow. He got in Cinnabar's lap. "Oh, is that a gun, or are you just happy to see me?" He teased.
"Get off or I'll kiss you." The werewolf glowered. That didn't work, so she pointed the gun at him. Gander couldn't have left faster if he were on fire.
Speaks-in-Shadows left the van and sniffed the air. He approached the door and examined it, smelling blood.
Cinnabar got back out of the van also, choosing to talk to a squirrel. "Excuse me, did you see anything last night?"
"Ask the owl, I think he saw something." The little beady eyes looked at her like she was stupid. Squirrels are asleep at night, DUH!
"Ok..." She glanced around before swinging up into the tree and climbing until she found an owl. "Excuse me Great Horned Owl? I don't mean to disturb you, but..."
"Who?! Oh? But you are." He looked at her pointedly.
"Sorry, but have you seen any one strange last night?"
He bobbed his head. "Night walkers." She echoed him in a questioning tone so he would elaborate. "Night walkers, smelled dead and of blood. Six of them." He proved that the tootsie pop owl wasn't the only counter out there in owl land.
"Thanks." She jumped down.
A freckly kid on a bike stopped and looked at her. "Hey lady, why where you up the tree?"
"Though I saw a cat."
"Nah, just an old grumpy owl. Weirdo." He biked off.
"Nosey." She rolled her eyes before glancing back up. She returned to her place at the top of the tree. "Could you do me a favor?"
"What?" The owl ruffled his feathers.
"Could you watch the house, if anything happens let me know?"
"What will you give me?" He looked at the human skeptically.
"A mouse."
"How will I find you?"
"I'll come back." She promised.
"OK."
She returned to the van to find Nazo, Trent, Stray, and Shadow waiting in side it. "We are going out to dinner." Dana told her. "Rowena, my raven, is going to watch over the house and come get me if anything happens.
"I'm going to drop you off and go buy something. Then I'll pick you up again." Trent told them. He let them out at a nice sit down dinner place and he did the McDonald's drive through and went to Wal-Mart for twine rope. Then he sat and had a cigarette as he waited for the others.
In rout to the Milliners mansion, as the sun set lit the sky, Rowena flew up to the window and began pecking at it loudly. "Vampires have the kid." She mind spoke to Dana.
She alerted the rest of the group, then told Rowena to follow the vampires. They turned the van around and followed the bird. They were heading towards the warehouse district. The van wouldn't fit down an alley so they detoured up a block and then resumed course.
Much to nobody's surprise it was a Caring Tec warehouse that the vampires retreated into, oblivious to the fact that Rowena tracked them. A seven-foot fence topped off with barbed wire surrounded the place. They all got out of the van and examined the parameter. Boxes obscured their vision of the door, but that didn't stop Nazo.
She worked quickly, trying to get the lock open on the gate. Cinnabar didn't wait, trying to jump the fence. She didn't get a good push off and hit the barbed wire. She fell back to the ground with a yelp.
Attack dogs came running around the corner, barking and snarling. Cinnabar got up, shaking off her wounds. Nazo got away from the gate quickly. "Everyone behind the van." She scuttled away.
They all did except for Speaks-in-Shadows. He leapt the fence as if it were an anthill and landed in the middle of the sandy ground. Instantly the dogs were upon him. He took one hit and it did nothing, but make him step back a bit. The second one managed to give him a bruise.
Dana cast valed eyes on Sin'Dera and herself and Nazo did the same on herself, going back to the lock. Sin'Dera slipped through and climbed up on a crate, watching Shadow fight.
There were five dogs. Shadow kicked one dog and it went skidding across the sand. It lay still. The werecat clawed at the nest one and it backed away whimpering and pouring blood on the ground. It went slinking off into the dark corner.
Cinnabar pushed the gate open as Nazo made the lock fall off. She shifted into Crinos from as Shadow took heavy damage. She grabbed one dog and snapped its neck like a twig while Shadow picked up the other and slammed it into a crate. It didn't move.
Everyone entered the yard and began walking to the doors. Trent didn't sense anything but the little girl's life. There were two Bob figures flanking the doors. Everyone was in stealth as Botch picked up a rock and pitched it into the darkness. The guards went to check it out and everyone slipped in side.
Three vampires were on the catwalk, one female. Six surrounded the little girl off to the right in front of an office space. Before anyone could form a plan the werecat ran into the mass of vampires. They scattered quickly, but they took the child with them.
Nazo makes the vampire holding the child think that she was on fire. The vampire dropped the child. Though Delila was bruised and crying she was alive.
Botch leapt on a fleeing vampire's back, throwing him to the ground, then held his lighter in his face. "Who's your Daddy BITCH?!?"
The vampire hissed, struggling wildly as he laughed maniacally. He finally let him run. "Yah!" He grinned, watching the guy high tail it.
Sin'Dera stood in the shadows of the entrance. "Hey babe, what are you doing here?"
"Bob, fancy meeting you here..."
"I've never seen you before, come here!"
"No thanks." She turned and ran. The werecat came to her rescue, chasing the undead Bob away. Stray Lung was holding the little girl, and got a bruise from her struggling because of the were creatures. They reverted to human form and she calmed down, though Sin'Dera was badly shaken. "Even the undead Bobs stalk me..."
"Let's go take the child home." Dana patted her head. They went to the lady's house and Sin'Dera and Dana returned her daughter.
"Thank you...I don't have much, but if you see anything you can use, feel free to take it." She led them into a room filled with junk. Three objects shimmered with Chimera.
"Oh she's lovely." Sin'Dera scooped up a doll. It was a china doll that was actually Chinese.
"This is a very nice paperweight." Dana picked up the second item examining it a bit.
Wordlessly Sin'Dera picked up the third object, a spoon. Then she turned to the lady and smiled. "Thank you." She proceeded back to the van with Dana in tow.
"This place is so weird, but I don't care. Honey get your things, were moving tonight." The woman said as they left the house.
Once in the van they began to examine their prizes. "Here Nazo, you can have this." Sin'Dera tossed the spoon at her.
Nazo fiddled with the spoon, nearly blinding Speaks-In-Shadows, when a beam of sunlight shot out of the well of the spoon. She grinned sticking it in her bag. "Cool, I have a spoon of dark!"
"Lies, lies, lies, lies..." The doll in Sin'Dera's arms told her. She looked around, but no one was paying her any attention. "Dana, lie to me." She demanded.
"I feel like a hot dog." She said after a questioning look.
"Lies, lies, lies, lies..."
"Um...Cinnabar, lie to me." Sin'D looked at the werewolf who was wrapped in a blanket and nothing else.
"I'm happy to be naked now." She told her in an unenthusiastic voice.
"Cool!" She grinned hugging the doll.
Dana shrugged and shook the paperweight, then tapped it. A billow of smoke came out of it filling the van. Trent pulled to the side of the road and everyone opened windows choking except Trent. "How could you see to park?" Nazo goggled at him.
"You're talking to someone with the IQ of a hotdog. The raven is more alert then him." Sin'Dera shrugged. "He probably figured he was smoking." They were back on their way quickly. They went to the mansion, but judging from the shadowy things in the house, it wasn't something the group was ready to face. "Let's start a little smaller. I don't want to die right now." She decided. "I have a date to keep, drop me off at my place."
"I have to get home, school in the morning and I haven't finished all my homework." Dana alerted them.
Stray was dropped off at his place before going to Dana's, then on to Sin'D's. She disappeared as soon as she went into the house. Shadow headed for his closet, and Nazo went off to do whatever Nazo does in her off time. Trent hit the bars with Gander. Salys was presumably asleep on the couch next to the liquor cabinet.