H-hey... Long time, uh, since the— gestures vaguely thing.
Yeah... Yeah, it's been a while. What's up? You look like shit.
runs a hand through his messy hair Yeah, I've been through some shit, as usual. But listen, I need your help. I need to find someone.
Someone? What kind of someone? Spill it, Mav. You're starting to freak me out.
paces back and forth It's a woman. Her name is Cassandra. She was a friend of mine, but she went missing a few months ago.
Cassandra, huh? Sounds familiar. Where was she last seen?
quickly pulls out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket Here, take a look at this. It's a note she left behind before she disappeared.
takes the note and reads it aloud "Meet me at the old lighthouse. Midnight. Don't be late." Shit, Mav, this could be dangerous. Are you sure you want to go there?
grabs Rowlati's arm, eyes intense I don't have a choice, Row. I need to know what happened to her.
squints at the note, deep in thought Alright, let's play it your way. We'll go to the lighthouse tonight. But we're bringing backup.
narrows his eyes Backup? Why? I can handle myself just fine, thank you very much.
Yeah, I know you're a badass, Mav. But we don't know what we're walking into. Better safe than sorry, right?
pauses, considering Rowlati's words Fine, if it makes you feel safer. But don't slow me down. We meet at the old lighthouse tonight. Midnight sharp.
Okay, deal. Just remember, I'm not going anywhere without my gun.
nods curtly Fine. Meet me at the lighthouse at midnight. And don't be late.
looks at her watch You got it. See you there.
ends the call abruptly and starts preparing for the night, gathering weapons and checking his gear
puts on her coat, grabs her gun, and heads out the door Time to hunt some ghosts.
checks his weapons one last time before heading out, determined and focused Let's go find Cassandra and get some answers.
sees a group of thugs loitering on the street Oh great, just what I needed. Thugs at 12 o'clock! points her gun at them Back the fuck off!
steps forward, eyes cold and calculating You heard her. Back off before things get ugly.
nervously keeps her finger on the trigger Yeah, just...just move along, guys. No trouble here.
pulls out a switchblade from his jacket pocket and flicks it open I said move along! slashes the blade at the nearest thug, who yelps in pain