Roza heard the plea and she wondered what he'd said, she'd heard the rule and the promise and she wasn't sure what to make of this place. "Then we can go. Come with us." She beckoned their singing boy.
He looked at her a little like he might be high too, caught in Espers web. Though she hoped she'd not forced the boy. That could end badly, specially with the rules already in place. "I'll walk you home." He said galantly.
Roza giggled. They had no home. She wrapped her arm around Esper's waste. "To Zekes? or the Vegas?" Spending the night at Zekes didn't sound fun, the church wasn't comfortable, and she wasn't sure where else Zeke might put them up. They weren't homeless and Roza had slept on worse, but if it were between the rich and fancy or the cold hard ground she knew what she would choose.
The boy-man dancing with the baby overheard the conversation and his voice was deliberate over the music to be heard by them. "Ashton if you are going to the Vegas with them, perhaps you can call Victoria and get her there too, she shouldn't be wondering around anymore than the lot of you."
Roza wondered who this Victoria was. And why he cared about any of them. He was a dictator of some sort and she didn't like him much. And how did he know the Vega's and why would he assume they were the same? What did he know?
He added with a distracted look. "If any of the Blackthorn fosters want a place that's fancier than here, Ana and Christan can put you up till we find someplace else."
Their singing boy shook his head. "No this is good, we aren't spoiled like Vic. Were are good here. I'll be back. But I'll call her, see if she needs a place to stay." His voice sounded very much like a promise -- a promise that Esper was likely not to like.
[[ ooc: Sage would have seen the girls with Cruz, he'd have told Nox, just as an FYI of how the info gets passed around. ]]
He looked at her a little like he might be high too, caught in Espers web. Though she hoped she'd not forced the boy. That could end badly, specially with the rules already in place. "I'll walk you home." He said galantly.
Roza giggled. They had no home. She wrapped her arm around Esper's waste. "To Zekes? or the Vegas?" Spending the night at Zekes didn't sound fun, the church wasn't comfortable, and she wasn't sure where else Zeke might put them up. They weren't homeless and Roza had slept on worse, but if it were between the rich and fancy or the cold hard ground she knew what she would choose.
The boy-man dancing with the baby overheard the conversation and his voice was deliberate over the music to be heard by them. "Ashton if you are going to the Vegas with them, perhaps you can call Victoria and get her there too, she shouldn't be wondering around anymore than the lot of you."
Roza wondered who this Victoria was. And why he cared about any of them. He was a dictator of some sort and she didn't like him much. And how did he know the Vega's and why would he assume they were the same? What did he know?
He added with a distracted look. "If any of the Blackthorn fosters want a place that's fancier than here, Ana and Christan can put you up till we find someplace else."
Their singing boy shook his head. "No this is good, we aren't spoiled like Vic. Were are good here. I'll be back. But I'll call her, see if she needs a place to stay." His voice sounded very much like a promise -- a promise that Esper was likely not to like.
[[ ooc: Sage would have seen the girls with Cruz, he'd have told Nox, just as an FYI of how the info gets passed around. ]]