Communication

"Steel you've been on the phone all morning, he isn't going to give you a meeting," Clarence responds placing his hand on the phone in her hand.

She retracts re-dialing the phone before setting it back down dispirited.

"If they so as to harm one hair on his hair Clarence, I am going to kill them!"

"How do you even get a meeting with the House of Datura?"

Steel takes Clarence's hands, "We're going down there Clarence!"

"I thought that's what you was planning to do anyway?"

Doctor Carol strolls towards them with his hands stuffed in his pockets pulling his ponytail out of his white lab coat, "We got a problem..."

"What kind of problem?" Clarence asks, "Are one of the residents doing something stupid again?"

"I never stop those events, their lives, but no...Christian is gone."

"He is hardly in a condition to leave." Steel responds dashing to Chara's room opening to see her curled up on the bed, she gawks up at Steel.

"Ms. Steel?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah..."

"You know Master Alex is gone right?"

Chara sits up giving Steel a blank look, "What do you mean he is gone?"

"But now Christian is also gone..." Clarence states, Quinn knocks on the wall next to the door, "Quinn you are up already?"

"I want to look for master..."Quinn says holding his book in her arms, Steel pats her head. Doctor Carol grabs his keys off the counter.

"Chara...Quinn, we need your need help please." Steel asks, she runs into another room bringing out new clothes to Chara holding them out to her.

"But I am a servant Ms. Steel...I can not accept these..."

"Your clan is gone Chara...what do you plan to do now?"

She sits there a moment thinking to herself, getting up she takes the clothes as hers had been muddied in the situation with Dominique and the household.

Chara rushes to the bathroom to change, "Quinn would you like new clothes?" Steel questions, she only nods back.

Clarence goes to one of the other rooms to retrieve clothes her size, Doctor Carol stands by getting ready in case, "I can not stay a long time, we're burning midnight oil Steel..."

"That is your problem, we shouldn't have to face repercussions of your weakness."

"Then I am not going Steel, I can't keep babysitting you this way."

"Fine, do your job at home...Clarence can drive at least right?" Steel quizzes, Clarence shoots her an anxious look.

Doctor Carol takes the keys, "You two are useless I will have you know!"

"Thank you, Carol!" Steel shouts slapping him on the back.

"You owe me, spoiled princess."

"We need to catch Christian before he gets too far, he could hurt himself and or others," Clarence explains worried.

Chara and Quinn come back dressed, "Chara, you look finally like a normal woman!" She says stirring the air with her fingers, Chara blushes as Steel pulls down on her handkerchief skirt, she straightens her checkered tie.

"Does really match me?" Quinn asks in her dark purple pleated dress dressed in a white scarf, Steel pats her head.

"Of course Quinn, we got to go now!" Doctor Carol yells taking Quinn's hand, they all shove their way into the car, when they get into town Clarence jumps out of the car grabbing someone by the arm, the person turns to make him realize he got the wrong person.

He lets go, "Hey about that, I am really sorry!" Clarence replies, the man gives him a nasty look returning presuming his activity.

Steel races after Clarence, Doctor Carol parks nearby reclining the chair back; Chara and Quinn get after.

"Keep an eye out, the trackers said they caught sight of him down here!"Steel warns Chara and Quinn to go together while Steel teams with Clarence.

Not too far them sits the House of Datura, the sight of the tall building catches his eye; he loses Steel catching a person snooping around the building.

Sneaking after the stranger he quietly follows the stranger till they disappear.

Clarence looks around, someone grabs him behind; a blade against his back.

"Do not look back..." The voice whispers, "Your friend is here isn't he?"

The individual moved her hand up Clarence's chest placing her hand on his jaw gently kissing the back of his head, "Oh, you are a cute one..."

Clarence becomes nervous the more she moves her hand around despite not seeing her face, he can feel her small hands shift around, her long cloak hindering her movement, "C-c-can I see my friend?" he sputtered anxiously.

"Come with me...the House of the Datura could use a pretty thing like you..."

"How do you even know I am pretty...we haven't even seen each other's faces."

"I can feel your body, your face...your eyes..." She states allowing him to turn around, he notices right away she is blind gentle snow-white eyes, her red hair sits around her face like a lion's mane, her rosy lips soft, she clearly knew she was a pretty sight.

Her skin porcelain, Clarence looks away from all a sudden feeling shy, "You see..."

"You sound like you have someone close to you...I see a vision of a rosy lady..."

"Steel...she doesn't even know I exist..."

"But I can be something much more you to you if you let me be."

"You are lovely and all, but I don't want that..."

"Datura will make your soul finally bloom, you can rid your heart of that pain you hideaway...Joesph talks about you a lot."

"If Joesph knew better he would not have taken Alex and his kindred!"

"Now...now..." She says softly, "Look into my eyes, Clarence..."

He starts to walk away, "I am not as easy as that!"

She whistles, something pushes him to the ground; the woman clings tightly to his cheeks, "I said look into my eyes, pretty boy."

Unable to move his head he squeezes his eyes shut, in frustration, he balls his hand into a fist knocking her away.

Scooting across the ground he pulls himself up to his feet to get away from her.

Standing in front of him is Joseph, "You know those trackers are fake right?"

"What are you talking about Joseph? Are you saying you intercepted her information brokers?"

"Christian has decidedly gone home, but you will be too late to help him..."

"I need to go Joseph!"

His path is blocked by many people dressed in white robes and cloaks, different gradients of colors soaking the bottom hems of their dress, their pants matching their color.

"You planned this whole time to find me then..."

"You are more than worthy and more superior than that of a small compound clan Clarence, you will finally be of use to us."