Jasper looked up from the bench she was curled up on to watch as the funeral possession went by. That was like the fifth one this week...She thought it was the fifth one anyway. It was hard to tell when they started to run together and there was one almost everyday. Except for one day when there was two of them. Back to back. That had definitely been a quiet day all around. Even the animals hadn't ventured out and Jasper had gone underground as much as she could because of that.<br/><br/>Three weeks. That was how long she had been here. Three weeks and nothing but death and worry and tension. It was starting to give her a headache. Everyone was on edge and a curfew was enforced with the strict punishment  of a night in a jail cell for violating it. She had found that out the hard way her fifth day here. Though why enforce a curfew for some accidental deaths was beyond her. Least she thought most of them were accidental. Hanging around the diner for food scraps have proved to be good for gossip...Just a lot of it didn't make any sense. Especially when they started sprouting off in that gibberish some of the townspeople seemed to speak. She was starting to understand some of it, but nothing past hello or where things were.<br/><br/>Which made it hard to find out what was going on. It didn't help that every instinct was screaming at her to run away. To escape. To flee from this place named after a devil. Still she stayed. Something stronger than her instincts was telling the red head in the baggy, thin sweater and worn out jeans to stay. Stay in this town. Stay in the bayou. Stay here. Stay here.<br/><br/>Even if it meant the death of her.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>The fan on the ancient computer whirred and buzzed. The stuffy corner of the Arc Diable Public Library the computer was housed in probably didn't help any. Unknown shifted in her chair and waited a bit for it to cool off soon. Overheating this great beast wouldn't put her in the librarians good graces and that was where she needed to stay. At least for now.<br/><br/>Feeling enough time had passed, she moved back to researching. She was reading over local legends from the area. It was only her third day here. Third day here and she already knew this place was dealing with something supernatural. The way some of the bodies had died...And the fact that the most recent victim's blood had the taint of magic to it, she was fairly sure something had backfired. She had seen it before. Nothing new there. Happened all the time with the more ego inflated mages. They think they were all powerful until they did something that proved to be more powerful than them and left others to try and clean up the mess.<br/><br/>She was on their version of a werewolf now. She had already been through spells and good luck things and bad luck things. She hadn't dreamed that something that was a part of a country that was usually the same as a whole could still be so different and varied. Then again, that always seemed to be the case the deeper she got into a town's under-culture or its shady areas.<br/><br/>The fan whirred again and Unknown let out a sigh as she paused once more. This was gonna be another long day. At least she was out of the sun.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Jeremi leaned his forehead against the window of the bus as it drove along the road. It was hot in the bus. Apparently the AC had broken down at some point and everyone on the bus was roasting just a bit. Good thing he had opted for shorts this time instead of his usual jeans. Though at the moment it was a small thing. A very small thing.<br/><br/>Why had he volunteered for this round of traveling doctor? He was probably gonna live to regret it. If he could survive the tour through this place to begin with. At the very least, he would gain a lot of knowledge about local remedies and such. Or at least he hoped he would.