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[i]Location: City Streets[/i]
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It took a few more seconds of prodding and excited murmuring, but eventually, the warmth beneath Esp’s cloak stirred. A dull black glow fanned out at her like spotlights. All too human teeth glinted in what minimal light reached the inner folds of the fabric. And then Chupacabra crawled out from her neckline, yawning, and curled about Esp’s shoulders like a particularly horrifying scarf. Or a parrot that had been run over by a paint truck, been subject to terrible inhumane experiments as part of the recovering process, Frankensteined together with bits of other creatures, and then hung out to dry. Esp gave him some fond scratches under the chin as he settled, nuzzling her nose against his.

[color=#F88017]“[i]Mi bebé[/i],”[/color] Esperanza crooned. [color=#F88017][i]”Mi querido corazón.”[/i][/color] She drew her face away, planted a kiss above his hundreds of eyes, and stood from the bench. [color=#F88017]“It is time for us to see the world.”[/color]

Chu didn’t say much in response. He tended to be far more selective with his words than when he was younger, and his voice was like the babbling of an infant instead of the silvery hum of a woman. [b]“Esperanza,”[/b] was all he said back, before curling even closer to her shoulders and gurgling deep in the back of his throat. His mouth was still affixed in its permanent, ominous grin, but the sight was common enough that Esperanza wasn’t bothered by it. 

It didn’t take long after Esperanza had left the bench for her to realize that she was completely and utterly lost.

She was dwarfed by the size of the warehouses, made insignificant by the signless concrete and constant dead ends. There was no map for her to follow, and she found herself walking around in circles more often than not. She was getting the feeling she would have to send out some of her ghosts out to scout when she came upon another person- a man- roaming around and muttering to himself. Brightening immediately, Esperanza rushed up to him, the faint scent of death hanging from her cloak.

[color=#F88017]“Hello, sir. I am sorry for bothering you, but I am new to the city and very lost. Do you know where I could be finding a hotel, or the place to stay?”[/color] Her voice was heavily accented, words choppy and awkward, but distinguishable enough. Hopefully, Esp thought, the man would be friendly.