acontritemess | I came to say hello.

I came to say hello.

[A lot is changing for Enis in a very short period of time. Freedom has its own cost and she's paying for it in full. With her fathers current work destroyed and his notes locked within her head she takes flight with a few samples and materials. Her destination is Seattle.

When she arrives she's wearing a black tank top, dark jeans and combat boots. She's never been allowed the chance to have style and despite the amount of cleavage showing, getting into this club in a usual way would be difficult. Vibrant blue eyes stare at the guard at the door as she steps forward. There is a large black dufflebag in her hand and she walks with the sort of confidence that many yearn for. Enis pauses in front of the werewolf, her expression serious.]

James Taylor, Born in 1982 in Asheville North Carolina, Social Security number 116-47-4831. I am here to see Clayton Young.

Take me to him.

[Her voice is firm and only loud enough for her and the werewolf to hear. She isn't going to broadcast any information about him unless he gives her trouble.]

Or do I need to tell you about your boss too?

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[Logically, Clay knows people are aware of Toby because of his capture. That doesn't mean the idea of it sits well with him, though. He narrows his eyes at her for a moment before he nods.]

I can handle it. I need to talk to my girlfriend and my boss.

Who do you consider your boss.

[She has no interest in who his girl friend is.]

You met my boss last night.

[And that's all he's saying on that matter.]

I assume you're staying in town?

[It's nice to know who Clay considers his boss and really that's all that she's looking for. Her mind does wander over to Luther for a moment but then leaves the topic be. She doesn't have time for her own curiosities.]

I'm at a hotel. A few blocks away.

[It is a very shady hotel.]

[He nods.]

I'll go over this and make the necessary arrangements. Make yourself at home.

[Enis's eyebrow raises slightly.]

In your office?

[And for the first time, Enis gets to see Clay smile.]

At the club. We'll be opening up soon.

[He has a nice smile. It's a shame he doesn't do that more.]

Oh, I'll go snag my seat again. I liked talking with Khan.

[She likes talking to James too but she assumes the were will be back at the front door.]

If you need me I'll be here for a bit.

[Enis isn't promising to stay for very long. She does pull a small burner phone from her bag and tosses it towards Clay.]

You can use this to contact me.

[He nods.]

Khan's a good guy.

[He catches the phone as she tosses it, nodding again.]

Got it. I'll be in touch.

[Enis thinks that Khan is a good guy too though she doesn't really judge people by good or bad.]

Good.

[She stands and moves towards the door. she continues to carry her satchel with her as she heads back towards her seat at the bar. It isn't her seat but she has decided that she likes it.

Taking a seat Enis nods her head at Khan.]

Looks like I'm back.

[At this point, Khan is pretty much prepared for the evening, and the sun has already sank below the horizon as she has a seat. Khan smiles his wide, welcoming smile at her as she takes her seat, inclining his head.]

You stay, then?

For the moment.

[A smile hint of a smile twitches at her lips though it's subtle.]

If I become a bother I can go.

[She doesn't hate Khan. He's easy to talk to in his own way and she can easily understand his point of view on things. She knows a lot about weretigers though before meeting him it'd all be cold data.]

[Khan laughs, shaking his his head.]

You are never a bother. I enjoy speaking with you.

[Luther made his way toward the bar, just checking on things, really, and is pleased to see Enis has returned.]

Good evening. [He takes a seat at the bar next to her.]

Keeping my bartender entertained, I see.

[Enis looks sideways at Luther and tries not to tense. She's far more comfortable around Khan though she can't rightly explain why.]

Good evening. [She replies like a broken record.]

That wasn't my intention but I'm glad to help.

[Her point finger twists absently around a long lock of black hair that's fallen over her shoulder. The weight of her satchel feels heavier somehow. She isn't used to any of this and its confusing.]

You know, Enis. I'm sure you're far more entertaining than you give yourself credit for.

[He smiles, keen almond eyes watching her fingers go idly to work at her hair.]

Are you waiting for business or has it been concluded?

It's been concluded.

[Her fingers don't stop though her gaze turns towards Luther. The bright blue studying him with a passing sense of curiosity.]

I was going to stay for a bit, unless you're kicking me out?

[Enis isn't about to respond to his first comment. The truth is, she doesn't know how.]

[He smiles in response, leaning ever so slightly closer to her.]

On the contrary. I'd hoped you'd stay. There's something about you.

[Enis doesn't shrink away this time and she takes measured steps to keep her demeanor relaxed.]

Something about me?

[Her eyebrow raises slightly.]

And what's what?

[Keen almond eyes examine her features, a small crease appearing between his brows as he thinks it over.]

I don't know. [He pauses and his expression smooths into an easy smile.] Or maybe it's just that I haven't decided yet.

[Enis's bright blue eyes watch him, glinting with the lights from the club as the club slowly begins to fill with warm bodies. She watches the slight change to his expression, the subtle incline of his brow as he watched her.

She's seen predators before and that's how Luther struck her. A hunter and a skilled one though there is a kindness in his gaze that had been devoid in her fathers experiments.]

When you do know. [She exhales softly.] Or decide, let me know.

[Enis is interested in what he might see in her.]

I would be happy to. [He smiles then, and that smile touches his eyes.] And I suppose that means you'll be sticking around, then?

[There is a tug at the corner of her lips but it doesn't last more than a fraction of a second.]

For the mean time.

[She doesn't plan to stay forever, after this she plans to be no where.]

[He raises an eyebrow at that.]

And what are your plans after the mean time?

[This is a question she's thought about a lot. It's tumbled and turned in her thoughts and she's only found one solution that would be permanent and safe. Finding someone willing to help grant her solution is the difficult part which is why she's yet to mention it.

For some reason Enis decides to tell Luther. She can be a skilled liar but she finds it troublesome most of the time.]

I plan to be no where. [She replied in a tone that would have been to soft for human ears to pick up but she knew that Luther would hear her.]

[Her response caught Luther off guard and he tilts his head to the side curiously, his brow furrowing slightly.]

No where?

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