Lexi was washing her eyes when Yukina asked her where to find the map.<br/><br/>“I was going to just pull one up off the computer and print it out. Just go to Google search and type in a map of North Seattle. Use your best judgment on which one, but I would think one that had clearly marked buildings or addresses would be the most helpful.”<br/><br/>She looked in the mirror over the sink and saw two things. One, she could see better but not completely and two, the black smudgy stuff still was visible. This time, she used some hand lotion from her bag like a cold cream to remove makeup. This time more of the gunk came off and her sight became a little clearer.<br/><br/>“Neo, I get what you said about ritual and what not, but the scrying did work. Yes, I pissed off something, but there was information shared in there. I think perhaps we need to take the map and go over to the Northside, then while we are there, scry again and see if we get a hit on the information. That would be a good way to combine the old fashioned sleuthing you suggested with a more mystical approach.”<br/><br/>Sid chimed in.<br/><br/>“If the skull is over there, someone is probably in the process of shipping it further up the coast. I vote that we close up shop and high tail it that direction.”<br/><br/>He turned to Mr. von Engels as if he were the leader of this motley group. Sid held his cigar between his fingers and thoughtfully shook it at the older man.<br/><br/>“What do you think? Can you muzzle your dog long enough for us to go check this out? Or should you and the brains behind this outfit,” Sid nodded toward Yukina, “ go it alone while those two do some more research using that book?”<br/><br/>Lexi opened her mouth but Sid held up the hand with the stogie.<br/><br/>“Just stop. You are on my shit list. You lose the skull and then you fuckin blow up my private holding room with some kind of voodoo hocus pocus. I’m speaking to the one here with a level head and who seems to be in charge. What do you say, von Engels? What do you suggest?”