Gypsy Girl

[whistlersmum]

He'd snuck the kid's menu from the stack while he waited to be seated. Once in the booth, the Agent flipped over the copy of the Junior Short Stack to discover Gypsy Girl, number twenty-two in the series. Whistler tucked it underneath his placemat, a mental note to take it home later. Three more and he'd have the whole Denny's set. A day would come when someone would pay good money for them.

He always planned for the future.

A blonde waitress brought his coffee and a full carafe. Membership had its privileges.

He picked up the menu and studied the all-day breakfast. It felt like a Grand Slam kind of day in Sin City.

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[whistlersmum]

"I like your imagery."

Whistler racked his brain. It took him a few mouthfuls of pancake and the last of his coffee. "Normal stuff for a boom town," he offered. "Lots of trade coming in and out, the silver mine was doing boffo business. And lots of construction."

The Agent nearly choked on his breakfast.

"They built a church. Practically overnight."

[rhiannon_lee]

"It must've been one hell of a church." She picked up his coffee cup and held it in front of Whistler's face. Better this than trying to execute the Heimlich maneuver with slayer strength.

"Also? I know. That's why I used it."

This smile was a little on the wicked side.

[whistlersmum]

"Now I know why we got along so infamously." It was the Agent's turn to be a bit sly.

He took a sip of the coffee, cleared his throat and continued. "And the church isn't there. It's been torn down."

Another mouthful of pancake. Deductive reasoning made him hungry. "If you think about it... Whoever figured out was going on could've counteracted the effects with spells and magical artifacts, and dropped a gigantic belief system right on top of it."

[rhiannon_lee]

"And now it's... gone. And we're coming back."

Rhiannon's chin lowered, her brow lifted. She didn't think either of them needed to spell this thought process out, but she'd been wrong before.

"Intriguing."

She finished her first waffle and dusted her fingers.

[whistlersmum]

The Agent said it anyway. He was annoying like that.

"Things are only going to get worse."

He stifled a smirk as he watched the brunette fastidiously eat her breakfast.

"And we're right in the middle of it."

Just like old times that hadn't happened yet.

[rhiannon_lee]

"I guess they shouldn't have demolished the church." It was the only conclusion one could come to. In the short time she stayed in Searchlight, Rhiannon had seen exactly two churches -- the community church and the bible church. Neither of them dated back to the 30s, so neither was the nexus of the action. There had to have been a third. Plus, there was clear physical evidence of a building that had been recently razed. The slab was still sitting there.

"By the way, I consider myself tangential to it."

[whistlersmum]

"I avoided dealing with it once; don't know if I can ignore it again." Whistler mopped up the last of the syrup on his plate with a piece of toast. "I get the sick feeling that -- whatever this is -- It wants me here."