Location: Labyrinth
Skill:
Andy didn't quite agree with Mary. And she was not excited to find what was at the bottom of the stairs. She bit her lip, following after her aunt. But of course, things went badly. She rubbed her wrist, touching the dagger hanging from the bracelet, ready to draw it if the need arose.
But the sphinx gave them a deal. Andy stood there wide-eyed at the first question. She had no idea what the sphinx could mean, but it sort of made sense once Mary answered and explained herself. The answers were logical, even if they were sort of silly. The second question was even weirder. She thought of horses and wheels, but those were all necessary. Andy looked up to see Mads didn't seem to know what to guess. She closed her eyes, thinking hard about carriages.
She built a scene in her head. Bouncing moving noisily. She tilted her head. Gods, she hoped she was right,
"Noise? Carriages make a lot of noise but don't need it to function. Noise comes and goes with the carriage; even though it doesn't need it, it can't go without it. Right?" She looked to the Sphinx, fear written on her features. If she was wrong...well they had one more shot.
Location: Grand Central Station
Skills: Mist Manipulation
Niah nodded in agreement with Jason. She paid the lady with the money she had and some from Stella. They'd be a little tight for cash for food, but at least they had a direct route. And if they had to, they had other options. Since the ticket lady didn't say anything about the dog, Niah figured whatever the mist was doing made it fine. She might try to fine-tune it later to ensure they didn't get questions. But she took the tickets and handed Stella and Jason one each.
"Let's head that way then. Best to wait near where we need to be." She got out of the line so the next people could go. She started walking in the direction the ticket lady had indicated.
"We'll have to be on our toes and ensure we don't get separated if anything happens. And more importantly, we don't leave the train unless we have to." She could just imagine them ending up off the train and being left behind.
Three days was a long time, but it was faster than walking across the whole of the US. Once they had found a quiet spot near the Amtrak train tracks, Niah started explaining to Stella something.
"I expect the mist is manipulating that puppy, so it seems normal to others. I'm going to try to have the mist create a vest and leash." Niah didn't have a lot of practice manipulating the mists, but she had been working on it for the last couple of years. She pulled, and nothing happened. Niah sighed, remembering herself and how the mist worked. She closed her eyes, placed her hand near the puppy, then lifted her hand. This time a leash was in her hand.
"Here you go." She said, handing the leash to Stella. The vest said 'service dog in training,' and the leash said 'do not pet.' That should give them some leeway.