A Night in Lonesome October (IC)

[ninja_penguin]

Brent Blackwell

Brent nodded. "Sure, is there anything that you've recently gotten any work on?" He said, looking around the interior of the car. "There's only so much I can do without taking the whole thing apart, and that's generally not worth the trouble."

[Thelonius]

Brent

The brief search didn't turn up anything dangerous, so they went to the apartment. The warmth of the day has completely left the city, the air turning almost freezing. With faeries stirred up weather was bound to start jumping to the extremes in no time.

The entrance to the apartment looked rather disappointing, but the next room was much more to Brent's liking. Apparently somebody wasn't afraid of burglars. Or had enough money to replace everything stolen without batting an eyelash.

[ninja_penguin]

Brent Blackwell

Brent paused for a second looking at the dichotomy of the interior and exterior of the building before he shrugged, took off his jacket, and folding it over his arm before sitting down.

"You need to call anybody?" He asked Wilhemina. "And do you keep anything to drink around here?"