The Streets of Southie

[Aoi Tsukai]

Do we have a deal then, or is my favorite Redcap about to have himself a midnight fricassee?

*Savroy grins wider than seems physically possible and licks his chops.*  

[The Court of Barton]

Okay, okay! gonk It's a deal! So where do I meet these guys?  

[Aoi Tsukai]

*Aoi slips a piece of rice paper into his hand. As her fingers brush his, a warm wind seems to blow through him, settling in those cold, frightened places and banishing the autumn chill with a little shiver.*

Go to this address and tell them Noah's little girl sent you.

*She regards him with those piercing eyes for a moment, then smiles.*

Time will tell, William Turner, but I think you're braver than you give yourself credit for.  

[The Court of Barton]

... I hope so, your Grace. It was... an adventure seeing you again. I imagine we'll be in touch.  

[Aoi Tsukai]

*She smiles a bit sadly.*

No. We won't.

*The wind kicks up a couple of loose newspapers from the pavement and in the time it takes Pretty Bill to notice their flight, the Duchess vanishes into thin air.*

*Savroy grins a bit wistfully and pats Bill on the shoulder in a much more friendly fashion.*

Always one for theatrics, that girl. Get along, lad. Best of luck to you.

*He turns up his collar and heads off down the street.*  

[The Court of Barton]

*Pretty Bill smiles nervously at Savroy as the Redcap heads off, then examins the address Aoi gave him. Glancing around until he's satisfied no one is watching, he makes way for Gideon's.*