Darker London-Uncover what is underneath...

Deirdre and Jamie were late getting home from school. Renee had just gotten back from a long shift at work, and was feeling horribly tired. Still, she knew she had to take care of herself. Even after making herself a large sandwich for dinner, though, there was still no sign of Deirdre or Jamie. He had probably taken her out for dinner or something. As much as Deirdre seemed to trust Jamie, the idea was repugnant to her. In fact, Deirdre's trust only made it worse. He was clearly physically powerful, and over time had shown a strong will to do... well, whatever the hell he wanted. Despite her fears though, she was far too tired to go searching for them. They could be anywhere in London. Instead, she simply wrote a lovey "come hither" note to Deirdre, and crawled into her girlfriend's bed, falling asleep almost instantaneously.

( Hospital )

Renee disconnected from the Internet and rose shakily to her feet. Her ankle was almost better, but it was still tender and hurt when she first stood up and when she walked, especially up or down stairs. Still, another week or two and it would be as good as new. She grabbed a her discman for the bus ride, put her new Covenant CD in, and gingerly headed downstairs and out to the bus stop. The ankle really was a pain, she couldn't even wear her customary high-heeled boots in this state. Instead, she was forced to resort to soft runners that in her opinion, looked simply abominable. She was growing fond of the small scar at the end of her left eyebrow though, and today it hadn't even hurt too much to put make-up on. She sat down at the bus stop and waited. The trip wasn't all that far, probably only half an hour. Then again, knowing London's public transport system, once can never truly tell...

( Visiting Jamie )

Renee entered Dante's poetry bar a little before seven, nervous but very excited at the same time. She read here quite often, but tonight was special. Tonight she was going to read "Daddy", her favourite Sylvia Plath poem. It touched her too deeply to be able to read it out before tonight. She hoped Deirdre would be there, somehow she thought that her presence would make it that little bit easier. She smiled and waved to Jim who was sitting at his usual place at the bar, a little way around a corner so he could hide in the shadows and then occasionally take everyone unawares by yelling boisterously.

( The reading )