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[/color][hr][b][color=998849]New York, New York, USA: November 5th, 1943[/color][/b][hr][hr][/center]
	Dread looked over towards Faith and chuckled. "Everything's relative. One persons apocalypse is another's paradise I guess you could say," he said with a shrug as he looked around and kept walking. "Though, all things considered, until the world actually comes to the end of the line, we'll just keep labeling times The Apocalypse until it actually happens and then, well it won't matter anymore." 

	[color=D8BFD8]"That's only if you go with the biblical definition and well I find that whole second coming story a bit dated. We could call the Black Plague an apocalyptic time, it was massively destructive. As was the stock market crash of 1929. But yes, I will agree, it is all relative,"[/color] Siduri piped in as they walked. 

	"Nothing that I am aware of," Dread said towards Faith as she asked about Parliament. "He just knows you were coming to seek him out, so he's extended an invitation."

	[color=D8BFD8]"Parliament is what we call a Unique in these times. While they are many Kindreds of a certain types, there are a few out there that are one of a kind. Parliament is one of these. He just, well seems to know things. A sixth sense on these matters. Very much like your Cards Emendator but with a bit more clarity on situations and far less Poker Table feel,"[/color] Siduri said as they made their way into the Deadlight District. It was much as it was the first time Faith was shown this world, just more 1940's than 1980's. Complete with Freddy at the back door but looking a bit younger and wearing a Zoot Suit instead of his Elvis one. Elvis wasn't around yet. 

	"Hey Miss Siduri welcome back," he said as he opened the door for them. "Dread," he added as he waited for them to enter. "Little Lady," he finished towards Faith, not knowing her yet of course. Inside where it had been a den for 1980's punk and metal was now a Jazz and Blues club, heavy with smoke in the air. Phil was behind the bar cleaning a glass, looking just as he had. Zombies didn't exactly age, backwards or forwards. 

	"This way," Dread said as he moved to the club. The door was marked private. Last time Faith had gone through this door shit got real. Yet instead of going down the hallway and heading down, they were going up this time. "Just try not to let the sight of Parliament get to you. It can be rather disturbing your first time."

[center][hr][b][color=998849]Babylon Fortress, Cairo, Egypt: October 6th, 1924[/color][/b][hr][/center]
	[color=998849]Special Note: That Haze will remain until further notice, so make sure to keep to it. ^_^[/color]
	
	Gio is going to know that they will have a good stash of weapons in the base. From swords to guns. As well as explosives. After centuries of doing this, he will know that distance weapons are good for keeping the Destruere at bay and explosives work best to get them either dead or gone. They need something big to take these things out if they are hunted down. People don't usually do well when it comes down to an up close battle with them. Then again, they couldn't see them before, now they might and it might change things. Also, Gio will know that since this is a British Base, they might have access to vehicles if they can get their hands on one.

	Gilbert is keeping an eye out but everything seems clear and he is going to be doing well to remember the direction to go to get them where they need to be in reference to what would be above them on the street level of the city. After about ten minutes in the underground he will finally find where they oil wells are and they look good enough to be of use. This is good because whatever natural light there was is nearly gone and it is going to get dangerous if they keep going. Granted danger is always around but last thing someone needs is to fall into a hole and poof into a fog. >.>

	James is going well at keeping alert. Being able to help people and lead them through the tunnels as the light starts getting darker. While he is going along, he is going to remember that as a Wild Boar his eye sight is poor but in dark light it wouldn't really matter and his senses, including a natural danger sense are much higher when he is oink oinking it away. It might be something to think about. Or at least ponder if they hit a dead end. A hog at full tilt has a better change of getting through a dead end than a grill master. Just saying. 

	Peter while in the middle of all this, keeps moving forward. He is using his levitation instead of walking at this point. Keeping himself above the ground. It is making for faster travel than trying to walk on his leg. Sure the walking stick he has helps but all things considered, why walk when one can fly? Granted this isn't flying per-say, more like hovering above the ground for now but it will do and since there is no just plain humans around to yell witch he is just going to stick with this for now. [color=82ca9d]"If you find me something to burn, I can shed a light on the situation,"[/color] Peter says holding up a hand and letting it glow a bit before letting it die out. [color=82ca9d]"Yes, your cress would burn well, perhaps use my walking cane to create a torch?"[/color] he suggested holding it out to Sophia.