That voice filled any voids within Drake's soul and made him giddy within the enchantment. What strange beauty these sounds could create within one's mind.
The sensations took him away from the moment almost instantly as the doctor-actor was sensitive to such charms as the helmet cat employed but only due to his own shame.
Show:
The demure woman sat upon a comfortable seat with one foot upon the ground, the other touching the colorful carpet by toes only as her leg folded under the chair. She was concentrating with both elbows upon the table so her hands could stay held over the globe set within the round table. The globe suddenly filled with flashes of blue and orange lightening which sizzled audibly.
"Drake dear," The woman said calmly with a lilting voice tinged with concern, "You always know when I am in need of you."
A form moved slowly away from the shadows where the licks of lightening within the globe had indicated. Drake moved quietly yet calmly towards the woman with a sigh, "Will you ever not sense me mother?"
The woman turned her head and kissed her son's cheek as he knelt beside her, "Darling, you are my only child. I would sense you wherever you are."
"Hmm." He murmured as he looked directly into the globe with a smile, "What is going on?"
She sighed just as her son had then laid her head upon his shoulder. He was a strong lad, if she could even call him a lad anymore. No he was an adult who was now a doctor. Even as he knelt beside her she felt the strength of his resolve, "I know you wish to start work as soon as you can but ..."
"Uncle is in trouble?" He suddenly sputtered as his eyes widened at something he saw within the globe, "Is that what you ... who is that?" Drake held his breath as another figure entered his field of vision within the sphere.
"That is Vorian." The woman smiled as she lifted her head and put a hand under her son's chin. She looked into his eyes as she spoke, "You know what to do and how to help. They will need you. You will see."
Drake took his mother's hand and stood, "Mother, I always see. It is part of your legacy. Will I see you ..."
His mother stood with him and started to walk with him towards a door, "It is yet to be defined whether you will find out or not or whether we ... son, this is your time. You must go."
The doctor pulled his mother into his arms and gave her a long hug, tears being fought back at the same time. He only hoped that he could make his mother proud.
A challenge for Drake: Your challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to describe that moment for your character, before the choice was made, and try to decide if they would make that same choice if they had it to do over...
Drake smirks at Ralph and waits to allow the other man the time to talk before saying anything himself. He'd gotten to like the street urchin and he certainly did not want to do anything that would compromise any friendship they were starting to build, if at all.
He turned to Alyce and bowed, "You may not have the fancy words, my friend, but you have the 'tude. I'm just shmoozing. Have you been enjoying yourself?"
Drake winks at Cassie again and sighs, "But then I would have to make sure my charge, Alyce, is properly protected against the sun's rays as well. I'm not sure if she is ready for such an administration to her health."
As the Duchess speaks he looks at the helmet cat and grins, "And I look forward to your performance. I'm not quite one who faced trials with you but I hope that does not disqualify me. Would you like a good rub down before I start on sunscreening people? You deserve a bit of attention as well, my dear."
"Hmm." He answers as he tenderly works on the bandages, for the moment forgetting all about their flirting. He looks up her body as he realizes that he'd immediately gone to his knees in order to do his work, "I don't believe it would be that difficult as long as the person who puts it on you has a smooth delivery. Bandaged or not you still pose a fine figure."
With a grin and a chuckle the doctor actor takes a better look at her firm curves, "Bold? That I am. Which reminds me: this may be a good time to look over your curves to make sure your wounds are ... healing properly."
Drake moved close to Cassie, leaning partially over her shoulder to see what was so interesting on the map, "A couple of days with you beauties? I believe that I can handle that." He winked at Cassie, a twinkle in his eye.
Drake shakes his head, "I will attend to you as wwll as Jacque. It is only fair as you and squirrel are my charges. He says and puts out his arm for the young lady, a twinkle in his eye but he is more concerned for her safety then he lets on.
With a wince of a wink Drake tries to make Alyce amused but then Cassie turns her sights on him and he shrugs, "Sometimes being known as an actor comes at a price. Speaking to wives can be dangerous even when not flirting." He chuckles, "I have to say the ship's crew is fast to stop fights. He's all bundled off the ship ... with his wife."
Drake looks about and frowns, "Our squirrel isn't here? I thought I heard him go out."
Drake comes into the room, his normal non-chalant walk marre by a limp and his holding onto an arm as if it had been hurt. His deep brown eyes survey the area before he limpw to the group. He gives them all a slight grin which is hampered by a new, purpling bruise under his right eye,
"Lady Rashida. I am glad you are doing welln I assume everyone has had a peaceful sleep? Though you seem determined about something. Am I late to a special meeting."
"I do not believe either of us have received quarters yet. Maybe, if it is possible we can find state rooms with doors between them? That would help if I am required to do some healing."
Drake had listened to the women, allowing them to talk for once with each other and dropped in beside Cassie, "With your wounded leg this will hurt you. I can take Squirrel to his room and we can have it beside yours if you wish, if there is an open cabin there."
Drake listens, as he always does, with an expression that holds his feelings and curiosity in check. He analyzes the facts about the womens' likeness and all that is being told to himself and the younger minx who stands beside the more refined minx and wonders within his mind about everything that is going on.
They look so alike. He ponders then turns his attention back to the words instead.
"That is something I need to check out as we need to avoid such mad scientific adjustments and figure out how to deal with them. So we have homework to do but it will have to come secondary for myself as this Squirrel comes first in my books. Maybe the two of you can ..." His speech is cut off by the sounds of the Grand Hotel being attacked in some form and his mouth opens wide with an "O" of surprise.
"Dammit." He snarls, his face turning to one of aggressiveness, a vicious sneer upon his lips as he steps forward to look out the door then his head turns with his body as he looks back to Cassie. Dark brown eyes are almost black with anger and hatred then they close and he growls, "Dammit again. I do not know where Rashida is but ..." The doctor looks back to his medical charge then sadly towards Alyce, his lovely charge and shakes his head, "I must stay here to take care of my patient."
The man's voice is lackluster with guilt for not being able to leave but he is also proud of his stature as a doctor so it struggles against itself, the pride, dedication to his charges and guilt for not being able to fix another problem, "The ledger should stay hidden until this all is completed."
He had walked within the shadows taking care of the urchin adult as he had completed the work he needed to do. Now he was staying right near him making sure nothing happened to his patient. The attendants left without making him concerned but he still kept to the shadows of the room to make sure no one untoward would show.
During this time he had been keeping tabs on Squirrel using his instrument but when Cassie came in and started to talk with Alyce a brow lifted "The Mason's and the great houses, yes? I may be interested in that." He stated while leaving the darkness behind by stepping forward.
Drake takes Cassie's arm in his and smiles gently at her, his eyes speculative and concerned, "Let's get to where we can help Squirrel better. I'm sure your lady friend will return soon."
He then looks to Alyce who has gotten her other arm, "Are you ready to keep up with these men with our friend in tow? Let's be at it then."
The doctor keeps the men with Squirrel close and almost steps on a heel as he makes them go to a state room so that he could get to a spot that he could work on the other man and have a clear access to making sure no one can come or go without his notice, "Ok my dear. Let's get to the blood transfusion before he forgets he's wanted."
"To the Phantom then." Drake says as he continues to watch the small machine he is using to keep track of Squirrel's vital signs, "If it is melancholy that he felt then ... hmmm."
The doctor's eyes narrow as he considers possible ideas of how to help the man under his care.
Drake looks to Cassie with a closed expression as he notices her reactions towards Squirrel's condition. Inwardly he sighs that the rag-a-muffin has caught her attention so well but he also feels pleased by it as well. It was good for someone to have caught the delightful woman's heart whether it be for short or long term. He could only wish he'd rubbed off on the horned beauty but alas he felt that would not be. Too bad really.
"I would have liked to have known what made those colour streams but I believe that he will be fine. What colour hit him and what was his reaction, if you noticed any?" He considered the fact that she was likely just as caught up at the moment as he had been if the two were hit by the streams at the same time.
His eyes twitch towards Mittens and he remarks, "I should see your works, Mittens. I am sure that you are well versed in your endeavors."
The doctor goes back to checking his instruments to keep the other man comfortable and alive.
It seems that whatever the doctor had taken for energy and his wounds had worked as he was easily capable of carrying Drake and making sure that Alyce was right there with them. He was not about to lose either of his charges.
Drake gets Squirrel safely settled into a seat with a seatbelt then helps Alyce into a chair behind the man. He then kneels beside the vagabond going through his own case of instruments. His eyes narrow as he takes out a cylindrical object and uses it to gather some blood. He then watches the cylinder with a careful eye then gnaws on an index finger while watching results being emitted from a small panel on the object.
"The colour spray?" He asks in a hollow tone, "What happened when you encountered it?"
"For want of a hoverboard." Drake mentions calmly, "Are you able to get some information from the computers here, M'lady Mittens? It would have to be fast as we are moving out. You can ride on my shoulder again. It isn't a hoverboard but you can use the handy flesh to hold on."
He leans against a wall for a moment as the others work then starts off after Rashida, hoping the helmetcat was fast at getting information.
Drake shakes his head and picks Squirrel up in his arms, "Let's go. Madmoselle Rashida, lead on. We need to get this rascal to safety right away."
The doctor stands and looks about waiting for the formal lady to start leading them as he was not going to stop now. His patient needed a transfusion and that was all he was now concerned about.
Doctor Khoth does what he can in the limited time and with his limited equipment, fixing up the wound that the rapscallion has taken, wincing at the thought that this was the wound he received from himself and Alyce. He could not let that dwell in his mind at the moment though.
"What blood types does everyone have?" He asks as he searches Ralph for his wallet hoping that he has a medical card on himself to tell what blood type he had.
Drake moves almost as quickly as the helmetcat but his facial expression is faster when he notices that Squirrel has been hurt. He gets beside the two and quickly takes note of the man and where he has been shot.
"How long ago did this happen?" He asks as he tears into the fabric to get to the wound and start working on it. One hand goes to the other man's wrist as he touches around the damage with the other, assessing both his pulse and how bad the wound was.
At the sound of Cassie calling down to the others Drake becomes animated a bit more as he sighs a breath of relief then goes back to having his normal, standoffish expression of someone in complete control. His eyes glance down at the helmetcat and he gives her a slight twitch of the lips, "Don't tell anyone I have any emotions." He winks.
The doctor then moves towards the sounds that Cassie has made, getting his mind ready for possible injuries.
"You can play with the technicalities of the liquids later, lovely lady." Drake chuckles as he pets the little cat and gives her a friendly kiss on top of the head, "For now we need to get everyone to safety so I can make sure everyone is ok. I will give you some milk and sturgeon later as a treat to make up for missing it now."
Drake continues to follow calmly and winks at Alyce to make her know he still knew she was there and teasing because of his intelligent friend in his arms.
Drake picks up Mittens as she starts to rush off and puts her on his shoulder, "Catnip tea good?" He says as he puts a bag of catnip tea on his shoulder with the string under her paw and starts off. The smell of catnip is strong, "It's rather good with honey. I can open that."
He goes to the doors and attempts to open it, not heeding whether the cat's claws are in his shoulder or not.
Drake notices how weary everyone is and stops to open his bag, "I have a medication for pain and weariness which should help us. I know it will help me." He takes out a pill bottle, removes two pills then gets a canteen of water. The doctor pops the pills and takes a sip of water then offers them to the others.
"Then I suppose we shall have to work on a plan to counter their plans for when we get back." Drake smiles at the helmet cat, "You are a great help, Miss Mittens. Thank you for that. And, Ms. Massri, may I take the Duchess off your hands so that I may watch her and make sure she stays well. I may be a human's doctor but I know enough about animals as well. She will be safe in my care."
The doctor puts out a hand for the older helmet cat and will hold her close to his heart if Rashida gives her to him. The human gives the cats an adoring smile as he has a love for animals.
"At least we know to watch out. Thank you dear lady." Drake bows his head, "I would bow more gentlemanly but it's difficult while trudging. Please tell me you are well though?"
Drake continues to move on while considering the contents of his case.
Drake follows with a limp as they go along wondering about all of this business of a laboratory and a tunnel of glass walls. While they start walking through it he is surprised at the glass and seeing under the water without any water gear and being dry.
The doctor stops when Mittens shows and smirks, "Are they coming from behind us or ahead of us?"
"I am always at your service, Mr. Ritter. How are your legs?" The doctor asks curiously even though some of his own wounds are still bleeding and he has not dealt with any of them, "We have not seen the detective for a long while. I hope he is well."
"Lady Massri." Drake states with a startled clip to her name. He had not expected to see the woman so soon and was terribly surprised that she had found them. He was losing his touch, or this place was messing him up. The doctor was not sure what to think but seeing the woman made him breathe out with relief, "I had not expected to see you so soon. I am glad that you and ... oh Duchess are you alright? Are the others alright? Cassie? Squirrel? Ysillith?"
He thought of his date a bit more than the other two. Even if he was her date and that normally was expected to be a situation in which he would watch over her but that could never happen with this woman. She was a wild thing and he adored that in a woman. It made his blood sing.
"Vorian! He went off in the other direction. We were trying to find him but ... oh." Drake had turned at the sound of footsteps, "Mr. Ritter. You are right on time."
"I believe it is this way. At least we won't have to worry about the big blue guy for a while." He says as he tries to determine what to do with his little techno gadget then snorts and throws it away. It wouldn't even make a good remote control any more.
The doctor starts calculating what else he has in his bag and the thought of what seemed to be going on with their target's legs. It seemed very strange and he wanted to get to the bottom of it but now they had to survive.
Drake stands glaring at the little mechanoids while his hair dries into a deluged mass of unreasonable strands that he tries to blow off his face. He grumbles something about flash drying being bad for his hair as he gets a comb out of a pocket and starts to brush the unruly mess back into shape.
He harrumphs in a dejected state then looks at Alyce, "It seems that someone has gotten into the system and fixed it so we are not being attacked any more by entering us as employed here." The doctor comments while finishing off with his primping, "We should find Ritter right away and see if he is ok. I did not like how his legs were."
With a turn he takes Alyce's hand and gives her a slight grin as he turns with her and starts to go back the other way, "Thank you for all of that. You were amazing at slaloming those traps."
"Alyce! Don't!" Drake yells then starts to move when the flooring comes down. He gasps low in his throat thinking for a moment that she had been squished, the speed of what was happening startling him until she got back to his side. He stood there astonished that she was still alive when the walls started to throw out mechanical things to attack them.
Drake kneels on the ground and opens his brief case, muttering under his breath as he looks for exactly what he wants then takes out a remote control and presses a button, "Emergency protocol Khoth 010842 Leanna Joy, son Drake, break 1 break 1."
He watches as the machines slow down and start beeping at one another as if they are determining what exactly was being told to them and whether they wanted to actually listen to those orders. As they whir and whistle he holds the remote control in front of himself and grumbles, "Now I know why they gave this to me when I first worked here as Joey Drake Ramoray."
The machines beep, Ramoray or Khoth. Ramoray or Khoth? Ramoray or Khoth!?
The sound builds with each mention of the two names and they begin to advance again.
"Drake Khoth plays Ramoray. Drake Khoth plays Ramoray!" Drake closes his case and stands, holding Alyce's hand while putting the strap of the case over his neck then pointing the remote at the machines, "Drake Khoth plays ... oh f+%# this. What does this button do?"
The normally calm doctor hits a button and out shoots a laser which pierces through one of the machines, he shoots again and again taking down a couple more machines as their hails sound louder and louder.
RAMORAY OR KHOTH!! RAMORAY OR KHOTH!!!
"Run!" Drake says as he turns and runs, pulling Alyce along as he shoots any machine between them and the way away from these things.
"Pft!" Drake sneers as Vorian gets up and pulls himself to a standing position as well. He leans against the wall to get his balance and to consider how damaged his legs are before moving anywhere, "We have to find the others and get to wherever that Wowbanger ... you said 'Wowbagger?' So I've been saying it wrong all along." He shakes his head, "No matter. Mister Blue isn't going to be too mobile soon so we might as well get past him and to the others. Going back is likely to be just as dangerous as going forward and it is best that we stay together. We have a more likelihood of survival this way. Besides," He winks at Alyce, "Then you can say that you have been cared after by Drake Ramoray. Or at least the secondary one."
Drake continues to push on the pipe and finally rolls it off himself making him wince because of the points going into other spots in his legs but he just grins and bears it as he is happy they did not puncture any other anatomical areas he prefers to keep intact.
He sits up breathing hard, pressing against parts of his torso and blowing out some air as he realizes that the armor vest he has on had done it's job and it is only his legs which have had cuts into them. Thankfully even those were not too bad.
"Ritter? Do you have Alyce? I'll crawl over to you two. Just tap on the ground so I can follow the sound." He crawls towards the other two, not wanting to fall on anything and also because his legs are sore, pulling his case with him. Once he gets there he puts a hand on Vorian's shoulder, "What's wrong? Is it your legs?"
The metal tubing gets under Wowbagger's foot and then flips back to Drake who catches it as it rolls back to him. He quickly assesses the happenings and then throws the tube.
The tube hits a wall, clanks off the other wall then strikes down at Wowbagger's rear end.
Drake laughs as the tube hits it's mark, thanking creation that he'd gone through some advanced martial arts courses which were based on thrown objects.
Drake pushes on the pipe that was on his chest and finds that it is a bit heavier than he had first thought. He had expected Wowbanger to come after him but the Duchess was doing wonders making the beast angry at her. He smirked at the concept that such a small individual could so upset such a large adversary but then figured it wasn't as amusing as he thought as this one did not seem all that bright to begin with. Just big, tough and scary.
That was more than enough to make most run and wish they had on adult Depends.
He looked down to his hand and clenched his teeth as he realized he dropped the object he'd been holding. He calmly touched the ground beside himself to find the metal tube carefully so as not to set it off then noticed it a couple feet away.
"Dammit." He snarled to himself as he kept an eye on the storming giant and twisted under the pipe to try to get closer to his metallic quarry.
There is a slight clicking sound from Drake as Wowbanger speaks and he moves backwards, pushing the others back, "Run." He growls under his breath as he forces the others back, his arms straight out to force them back, his one hand clamped on an object.
The first small piece of pipe is kicked out of the way by Drake and the second hits his arm, piercing it and flying to the ground. He moves quickly, hitting pieces out of the air with feet and closes fists but a large one hits him on the chest and knocks him to the ground.
Drake lies there under the pipe sneering at the area Wowbanger is in, "Stage tricks sometimes work, ol' chap. Do you think this stops anything?" He growls as he pushes at the pipe to raise it from his body as he bleeds from several spots.
Drake moves along with the force Wowbanger puts into his swing and twirls away from Vorian and Clousuk like a dancer then stops himself with a teasing wink at the creature.
"Ah yes but we have not been introduced." He says as he stands straight up then bows at the waist, still holding onto the Duchess, "I am Drake Khoth, doctor, actor, dancer, philanthropist. As to impeding you ... well chap, you have impeded yourself."
Liquid starts to flow out of the broken ends of the staff creating a smoke that starts to envelope the creature. It is dark and hard to see through.
Drake turns his head and looks at the others, pointing for them to go as he starts to back up, "My dear Duchess, it is time for you to hide." He pulls out a tube from his jacket and holds it in one hand.
The doctor slows to a halt as he hears something and puts a hand out for the others to stop as well. He readies himself as Wowbanger drops in and stares at the beast up at those gleaming eyes.
"It is a new fashion acclamation statement of status. He points out in a neutral tone as his one hand goes up to pet the Duchess. He gives Wowbanger a half grin but his eyes do not shadow the amusement as they become darker and hard.
Drake holds onto the Duchess and thinks to her "Dig in deep, m'dear because we're going to be moving a bit fast here." hoping that she can hear him as well as the other way around. He slips sideways and swirls around as Wowbanger leaps forward, his other arm holding his cane and moving Alyce with him.
"I'm sure that you have been the receiving end of failure before and I'm afraid to say that you will have to continue with that emotion for however long you last, ol' chap."[b]
He waves the white utensil around and whispers back to Alyce,
Alyce:
[b]"When you see a break get over to Lord Ritter. I need space for this.
It is not a request. This time it is a hard demand as there is an iron in his voice that cannot be mistaken.
"Hmm. Drake clucks his tongue against his teeth as he looks down the hall from the floor to the ceiling, his brows furrowed as he considers their situation, "Well then this calls for a bit of investigation. If you will allow me, Mr. Ritter."
He squeezes in front of the other man and opens his case, takes out a small white stick then shakes it, making it fold out into a full sized, white walking stick. He closes the case with an audible snap then glances at the others, "You wouldn't believe how many blind people lose their white sticks. People are cruel these days."
Drake then uses the stick to tap the floor, walls and ceiling in front of them as he walks along until it hits a vent like the one Vorian and the Inspector had fallen out of when long spikes fall from the ceiling and puncture up into the shaft. The doctor pulls back his foot with a hiss and pulls one of the stakes out of his shoe, tossing it aside.
"That proves the point that whenever you think you have gotten somewhere that there will always be a trap. It looks like they figured the two of you would still be in the ventilation system." He says calmly as he continues his stick work without finding any more traps.
"Yes we shall follow." Drake says with a half smile but he is feeling strange at this point. Here they were trying to find the rest of their group who followed this Wowbanger fellow along this trail. Whether this was a plot to get them all together to terrorize them all at once or a plot to split them up for easier pickings did not matter so much as surviving and making sure the rest survives as well.
He pats Alyce's hand to reassure her as they go on through the corridors and follows the other man almost like a puppy following an elder dog. As they move along he tilts his head then slows, "Ritter. Ritter! Listen. Can you hear something? An echo..." He stops moving so he can hear better. Was that Rashida?
Drake finishes putting a bandage on one of Inspector Clousuk's wounds then closes up his bag and stands, "Then carry away. I believe we should get going. We have no idea what is down here and need to find them soon. Being split up is not such a good thing." He pets Kittington, "We shall try not to take up your mother's operating strategy but please forgive us if we must fight and possibly kill."
The doctor smirks as he helps Vorian up even though his teasing only got an absentminded murmur and then looks down at the ... log? ... which was on top of the kobold. He puts out a hand to help the little creature up and then kneels down in front of him to check him over.
He pulls over his case and takes out a small pencil like item and flashes it in the kobold's eyes then puts it back and starts looking him over again.
"That Wowbanger fellow slipped down here and Cassie, Squirrel, Rashida and Ysillith went after him. We're trying to find them. You?"
Drake could hear a strange noise but had no idea where it was coming from until the ventilation grate burst open. He pulled Alyce close to himself, put his other hand on the duchess to keep her in place and swirled to the wall to avoid whatever it was, placing his back between the other two and whatever that dropping sound had been.
As soon as he saw that it was Vorian he turned and grinned at the man while putting out his hand to help Vorian up, "I will refrain from repeating that statement to my mother. It would wound her memories."
Belatedly he notices the lizard but is to busy helping Vorian at the moment.
Drake looks shocked then grins in the dim light as he moves ahead, "Well, this can be easier than I expected. Let's get going as fast as little bun ... kitties." He goes along the dark passages as quickly as possible in the dark.
Drake stops descending then gets out of the stairwell. He looks around with a concerned countenance as he tries to determine what to do. He points at the two then to the ground to indicate to stay where they were then rushes off to where his seats had been, grabs his medical case and runs back. He opens it and takes a quick look, nods then turns to Alyce.
"Let's go, Alyce. My dear Duchess, come along with me please. My shoulder should be a good riding spot for you."
The doctor waits long enough for the helmetcat to get into position then goes down the stairs and stops at the bottom, leaving enough room for Alyce to stand as well. He waits for the gloom to adjust within his sight then takes a deep breath.
"Dear Duchess. If you will call out where we are into my ear but not too loud. You will be my eyes, if you will." He pets the cat with a smile as he adores animals and the Duchess has sweet, soft fur, "Alyce, you will hold my arm with the bag and follow along beside and just behind me. Let's go."
Drake shakes his head when Alyce calls him Joey but doesn't say anything about it. Instead he digs into his coat and pulls out a couple of leather gloves, puts them on and moves along the bean to where it is back of the stage. He grabs a rope and gesticulates to Alyce to come over, "Hold onto me tight now. We're going for a ride."
The doctor grabs a rope which is connected to a sand bag and jumps, pulling the sandbag from the floor to the roof as the rope drops them down to the stage behind the stage props and scenery. He then walks about until he finds a trap door, opens it and goes down it, "Stay close and listen to everything I say. Do what I say when I say it. This is probably dangerous but it is better that we get to the others."
Drake bites his lip hard enough that it bleeds and he continues to do so, deep in thought while the performance continues. Long minutes go by while his eyes are fixated on the stage. He shakes his head as he is not happy with leaving Alyce alone and not happy leaving his newfound friends alone to fight that Wowbanger creature whatever the humanoid was.
He looks back at Alyce and the queen with trepidation, "I do not want to leave you two alone but they may need help down there. It will probably be dangerous to stay here alone now. I do not trust that those robots will not come up here to get rid of problems or to clean up as these beams are not even dusty. You two will need to come with me. I don't trust leaving you alone; however, I need you to follow my directions. It will be safer for you to be with me." He says while looking from one to the other.
Drake looks down where Alyce is pointing and sighs with ill constrained concern. He looks to the young lady curiously, "Weren't you the pretty lady who wanted to go home before and avoid all this mess?"
