Sat. Dec. 6, 8:45-9:00
Arc had eased up as soon as she pulled up to Stahl's apartment complex, the sight of a familiar environment a welcome thing for the girl. As the usual local courtesy, she remained in her car after parking right on time, letting him come out to her. When the male elf revealed himself, the young human was partaking of a smoke, the cigarette hanging on her lips as the smoke puffed out her open driver's window.
She was a dramatically more casual sight than her overdone getup at the club the night prior, her clothes showing signs of extended use and wear. Her hoodie was damp around the collar and shoulders as her ponytailed hair was still wet from the shower. Her makeup was gone, revealing the faint scarring around her eyes as well as the signs of sleep deprivation. But again, a sense of calm as it seemed driving was therapeutic to her.
"Null sweat, ain't no need to explain that Drek to me. I grew up on these streets, ya heard?". She cast a wink and a wicked grin as she took off, swerving and weaving through traffic. Unlike what one would expect a Barrens car to be like, this sedan looked and even sounded in very good condition, denoting a high, almost affectionate level of care. Only thing out of the ordinary was the freshly installed rigger interface right by the steering wheel.
The Skeleton was not too far, and they were about five minutes out when the elf dropped the question about the Smiley Face killer. The human girl gave some pause, her cyberarm tightening on the wheel as she fought down the memories before taking a breath, her voice surprisingly quiet, almost tender. " Yeah...set up the sensor network to help pinpoint the blood mage and her spirit responsible and took her down. Lotsa people died.. I shoulda died too. Guess you could say I got lucky, with lots of strings attached."". She indicated her arm at this time, her green cybereyes glancing to him at a stoplight. "Guess I wasn't meant for a normal UCAS life, eh?"
"Anyhow, here we are. I know this place well: territory of the Night Howlers. Nasty bunch. Shouldn't have much presence this early, but still. I can cover your back if you want...I ain't got anywhere to be for a bit anyhow.". With that, Arc wheeled the car to park in front of the club, her mind fletti g through her memories of the place, waiting for the elf to make a move.