[center][sup][@Sep]||Ivy & Colossus Part 4[/sup]
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[right]Chicago, David's Apartment[/right]
Ivy finally broke contact with the dead boy as the metal man moved in. She gave him space as he knelt. The simple act of praying for the boy surprised her. Or rather she assumed it was a prayer from his kneeling position. Most of the time humanity was woefully predictable, but other times, times like this surprised Ivy. A simple gesture. It wasn't enough to restore her faith in mankind. But it did remind her why she sought to protect the innocent.

"[color=1a7b30]Purifiers?[/color]" Ivy echoed back. It was a rhetorical question. After her brush with the law in Poland she couldn't afford to be here either when they showed. She resented the fact that she had been gone. If she hadn't she could have remained. If she hadn't Sarah would have still been home. So all the other questions she wanted to ask him; Like how did he know Sarah was a mutant, took a back seat to escaping.

Ivy excited the small room into the living room. Through the massive hole in the wall the sirens were louder. Close, if not on the scene. Ivy observed this distractedly. She cast her gaze around the room looking for the old woman. If time was of the essence Ivy was willing to confront both the woman and the police and anyone else who stood in her way. She needed to find David because David was her only lead. And that was the clincher. 

The older woman was huddled by the door, eyes wide. Ivy made a beeline straight towards her. The woman muttered something under her breath. Under the circumstance and the movement of her lips, Ivy assumed she said something along the lines of '[i]My God[/i]'. A lot of that going around. And where was God? Nowhere. 

By the time she reached the older woman Ivy's pheromones were in full bloom. The older woman's posture loosened up and she looked at Ivy with something nearing calm. 

"[color=1a7b30]Where's David?[/color]" Ivy pressed.

"Not here." The woman's voice was vague and Ivy made a face. She still wasn't as good with this whole mind control thing. 

"[color=1a7b30]Where did he go?[/color]" Ivy tried again. If the old woman said [i]away[/i] Ivy just might loose her weird calm and do something stupid.

"Probably to his friends?" This time the woman was actually helpful.

"[color=1a7b30]Who are they?[/color]" Ivy could hear the cops coming up the stairs. Metal man was probably gone, but all her attention was on keeping her pheromones at a constant level, and she couldn't afford to look.

"I don't know." The older woman blinked at Ivy. "I know you." 

Ivy mentally checked the levels and adjusted them. The placid look returned to the older woman. "[color=1a7b30]Tell me what you know.[/color]" 

"They hold meetings sometimes at..." The last part of the woman's words were cut off by the police barging in with guns raised. Ivy threw her arms around the older woman and assumed her best shell shocked expression. 

"[color=1a7b30]Don't shoot![/color]" Ivy cried out in [i]terror[/i]. 

Thirty minutes later Ivy walked out of the apartment building with her arm still around the older woman. Ironically really that it was confirmed that she was David's mother. Ivy had promised the police she'd take the woman to her house. Pretending to be David's lover had it's perks. Like being able to walk off with a key witness. Morons. The lot of them. Amazing that between the group of them they could spell perpetrator. It was the metal man was slated as being the instigator. Something Ivy didn't dissuade them of. Apparently the mutant really got around on the wrong side of the law. Next time she saw him she's break his bones until he told her why he wanted Sarah. Any criminal was never coming near her almost-daughter.