<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/cdb754f7-9296-44d1-866d-02a8ed5542db/ddz03tf-de0660ba-02ae-4245-adc4-0d12b4fa4b2c.png/v1/fill/w_1024,h_1150,q_80,strp/coyote_double_peace_signs_from_eleoyasha_by_avernale_ddz03tf-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD0xMTUwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvY2RiNzU0ZjctOTI5Ni00NGQxLTg2NmQtMDJhOGVkNTU0MmRiXC9kZHowM3RmLWRlMDY2MGJhLTAyYWUtNDI0NS1hZGM0LTBkMTJiNGZhNGIyYy5wbmciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MTAyNCJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.EFkTJcuV-1JsDcRnoaBUWMP5XZcJyYBjtr43ma9MWvM)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br/><strong>NAME:</strong> Desiree "Coyote" Kyota (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=323155.msg15513495#msg15513495)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dana McQuarie, Open<br/></td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><br/>Coyote looked up from her map to see a slim woman in a black dress.  The woman was three sheets to the wind and Coyote doubted she could figure out this map sober, but she was grateful for any help she could get.<br/><br/>"Oh, yeah, thanks," she said she said with a small smile.  "My friend made me this map to find the club we're supposed to meet at, but I can't make heads or tails of it!"<br/><br/>She turned the map and showed it to Dana.  One line meandered about the sheet in a series of right angles amid a gaggle of doodles.  They were [i[probably[/i] landmarks, and<em>most</em>of them were somewhere near the line.  The "Landmarks," at least the intelligible ones, included a cat, a cactus, a traffic light, and the physical manifestation of man's eternal struggle against death, adrift in an infinite, uncaring void where happiness is fleeting and the only constant is the steady march of time towards the end of one's own finite existence.<br/><br/>"It's supposed to be some hip, new place that opened up recently," she added.