[img]http://i.imgur.com/8mPMSWF.png[/img] [b][u]Los Paraisos: Cafe outside Pellagio Hotel[/u][/b] “Well then, let’s say we’ll all meet back here at noon,” Marcus smiled, nodding and waving to the departing quintet. “Hopefully we’ll have some information to share and we’ll have found Estelle, Trixie and Kapi.” Marcus turned his attention and smile towards Lisette, hoping to reassure any ill worries she may have had to her companions’ safety. "Moira, Lisette, Syed - and whoever else. You coming or not?" Amy barely even stopped to wait, strolling on ahead in the direction of the Saint Drega’s Church she had found from the hapless customers of the bookstore she had questioned. Marcus stifled a short laugh and began to follow, smiling once more at his companions. “I believe this is our cue?” The group started to move forwards, with the Pride following behind in Amy’s steps. As Moira questioned Syed on why he thought they should investigate a church, an uneasy atmosphere started to linger in the air. For Moira and Lisette, it was almost unnoticeable, one being rather dense to subtleties in group atmosphere, the other still reeling from her first hangover to really tell. Any weirdness that might be happening within the group felt like, for them, an effect of the consequences of last night. Except for Marcus who, even nursing a debilitating headache of his own, paused to consider the information that had been presented to him by everyone, using it to mull the possible whereabouts of Estelle. And a church…? “I can’t imagine Estelle would have gone to a church… ever.” Marcus chirped up. He hoped his happy demeanour would ease any frustrations gripping his friends and help to lighten the mood somewhat. Even then, he was racked with worry and concern over his missing partner. “Why do you think a church might be a good place, Syed?” He asked, the man almost instantly straightening bolt right at the question. Amy’s shoulders too almost seemed to tense after hearing him starting to ask. “Did something happen to you all at a church last night?” Marcus asked, having no knowledge of anything his friends did before meeting them at the Pellagio’s first floor. A finger stroked the underside of his chin, before laughing at his next absurd joke. “You and Lisette didn’t happen to get married, did you? Haha.” --- [b][u]Los Paraisos: Saint Drega’s Church[/u][/b] Ahead of the Pride’s arrival, a figure moved throughout the church’s floor, his feet gliding atop a red silk carpet and moving in-between several pews all erected to face a wooden altar furnished in dazzling gold, with a beautiful stain glass window depicting one of the gods to the north to complete the picture. The Church was fairly small and cramped, but was made homely. Candles were lit at the ends of each pew, glowing lightly and marking the path forwards. The figure’s footsteps strode forwards with rhythmic confidence. A smile grew upon his gladdened, whistling features. He was happy. At the end of the aisle, he turned to his right, moving towards a small wooden cabinet and bending down to open one of the doors. Inside laid a record player and a collection of records. He pulled one out of its sleeve, and after blowing away the dust on it, gently laid it down on the player, starting it up. Music started to fill up the church. [hider=The Music!] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/xZU5HxC.png[/img] [youtube]Rbm6GXllBiw[/youtube][/center][/hider]