Sitting in his now-open cell, Echoe senses something familliar. Even from this distance, the link is still strong.

"She's here... shes... here... here..."

He looks at the address carved into his arm. Who would send a spectre to open his cell. Lasombra? Giovanni? The Twins? Who? Did they mean to help him, or was it another trap?

He continued to wait. If the cell remained open at next dusk, he would leave. He would find Viviane.

The idea of waiting here while he had the power to walk out, especially with his wife in cascadia again, was overwhelming. His loyalty to Valek only went so far.

Echoe SCREAMED. he screamed loudly enough to be heard anywhere in this place. Someone was out to get him, or someone was out to provide him another path to escape. The confusion racked his brain. The only thing he wanted was to see HER again.

Echoe screamed. He screamed loud enough to be heard

((YAY! wb))

((lol, you'll have a bit of a wait...heh))

From his open cell, he heard the cries of his love.

For the strength of his passion, and of the bonds of blood, he could not deny her.

Immediately, he activated his strong obfuscate abilities and ran up the long corridor. None of the guards noticed him, but the two who stood blocking the corridor to the exit. In a mad rage he tore their heads from their spines, and with a powerful sweep of his arm, scattered their bones across the corridor before they even knew of his prescence. ((Gawd I love vanish))

For the first time in months, he saw the light of the full moon... And basked in its glory was the image of his love. HIS LOVE! He broke his ofbuscate and ran to embrace her, sobbing tears of blood.

"Thank you.. you.. love you... love you...."

Echoe takes the key and heads for the hotel room, thinking it should be good and safe there for a while. On the way to the hotel, he stops at the 24-hour grocery store for a few packets of Earl Grey tea, a notepad, and a pen...

Luckilly, the cashier doesnt see the address carved into his arm.. luckily, its covered by his thick trenchcoat.

He gets into the hotel room, and copies the address onto a piece of paper while he brews a pot of tea.

tea. tea. tea.
Goddess. It's been so long.

((The Caitiff gets it. SOON))

Measha floats down from the ceiling, her furry little legs crossed, sitting upright on her tail as if it were a chair. She holds a lovely Limoges porceline cup and saucer set in her paws. The scent of spiced chai wafts in from it. The fluffy Norwegian Forest Cat comes to rest on Echoe's shoulder.

She takes a dainty sip from the cup and starts to purr. "Hello again, Echoe-Echoe-o-o-o-o. Waiting for something good to happen?"

He watches the cat from the night before float down from the ceiling just as he is lighting the fireplace...

"Hello again, Echoe-Echoe-o-o-o-o. Waiting for something good to happen?"

His voice comes out as that of the talking cat.

"something good to happen? good to happen.... to happen? happen...."

Echoe grins, baring his fangs in a twisted sort of joyfullness. Then hisown voice comes out fromhis lips.

"somethinggood has happenedkittykitty.... kittykitty.. kitty..." He chuckles a bit, and gestures to his surroundings.

"NOBODY knows I'm Here" The twisted grin again. Echoe began talking rapidly. "AndAsSoon As Ifind thisNOBODY person I'm Goingto KILL him.... SO NOBODY [i:22d3088c93]REALLY[/i:22d3088c93] KNOWS WHERE I AM!" His Maniac laughter filled the whole room, and he watched the kat as he sat down in front of the warming fire.

The kitty dissapeared abruptly as there came a pounding at the door.

((Moving to the 'Bowels of Los Angeles thread. ENJOY!))