[hr][hr][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/permalink/170609/6993f16961e0f0769efda621e785818a.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=998849]New York, New York, USA: November 5th, 1943[/color][/b][hr][hr][/center] Ben nodded. "Fair enough, maybe once we get there if there's time I can teach ya," he offered to her. It was probably a good idea. The roads were not the best in this day and age and it was easy to get stuck even if you knew exactly what you were doing. Narrow tires got stuck in the dirt if it was too worn, there was no power steering so even keeping a truck on the road could be a work out on the arms if you weren't used to it. Not that Ben didn't think Faith could handle it but any new thing caused even the most fit to fatigue just from not being used to the movement. Plus he figured she had enough on her mind and needed to be well rested, not even more stressed when they got there. Two more days passed and they finally were able to see the skyline for New York. The main part of the Carnivale found a place down by the river to set up by evening. Once night time came Siduri finally came out of her trailer. [color=D8BFD8]"Let us go find Miss Babylon,"[/color] she said as she came over to the truck and looked at Ben and Faith. "Take it you know where she is," Ben said as he climbed out of the truck and over to the passenger door to open it for her. [color=D8BFD8]"One of two places, we will check her establishment firs but before we do, it would perhaps be best if Miss Masters were to change. How would you feel about putting on a nice dress fitting for today?"[/color] she asked Faith as she held out her hand to her. [color=D8BFD8]"After five days I would think you would be ready for a change and perhaps the chance to really get cleaned up first."[/color] [center][hr][b][color=998849]Babylon Fortress, Cairo, Egypt: October 6th, 1924[/color][/b][hr][/center] Over in Egypt and back in time, things were panning out a bit for Sophia. Trying to sense things was hard but Peter had a certain smell to him now, something burnt. It was like a blood hound tracking a scent with her sense acuity. Closing her eyes she would be able to follow the scent to its origin, the fire where his body was burned. It was like a map of scent, though in colors in her mind. It was hard to weed out the over all smell of the city with so much going on but after a little while she would be pretty sure that if she followed it she could lead them to where Peter was attacked before George had brought him back to the plantation. Gilbert isn't doing too bad either. He knows this fortress, it would have been where he first met Miss Babylon many centuries ago. He would know this fort, its strengths and weaknesses, and even where a few places were that were hidden from the modern world. Ways to get under the city perhaps if certain tunnels were still intact. Cities like Egypt didn't destroy what used to be, the sands filled in the cracks and they built on top of it, so there was a good chance that perhaps if they were to find a tunnel intact they could use it to traverse the city without being in the middle of crowds. Peter agreed. [color=82ca9d]"There was a time when I found many things in this world strange, now the normal seems out of place and the strange seems comforting."[/color] Moving as quickly as he could, they made their way away from the Fort itself and into Cairo proper. James had a good eye but nothing seemed really out of place for the place or the time they were in. [color=82ca9d]"The bazaar will be the best place,"[/color] he said as he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his wallet. Thankfully it was still intact and there was local currency in it. If they had to steal they would but it would make things simpler if he could just pay for what they needed. Granted, weapons, that would take theft most likely and he knew just where to rob. He just hoped his uncle would forgive him.