<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kwzlhdUsp51qau6jbo1_400.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ezekiel Mycroft<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Unknown<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 3rd , 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Afternoon, closer to evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Den Of Eastern Delights<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Li-Li  / Open<br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>There were days where Mycroft's complex mind felt like more of a hindrance than a gift and today was shaping up to be one of those days. While he had started the day feverishly interested of Sheriff he had grown bored with it. It was just another murder in a town full of them. It was a case , not a mystery and Ezekiel had left London for mysteries. Alas even in a town full of sinners , Mycroft mind found tedium. Then again that's what he was famous for wasn't it? Finding the little threads that held world together.  Despite his exquisite dress  , he glided through the town unopposed. It wasn't out of fear of his pistols but more out of fear of the unpredictably painted so vividly across his  polished face. Without a mystery to focus on , Mycroft's mind shifted from sight to sight as he strolled through Gommora. The only thought of note to Ezekiel at the moment however was one he'd be shy to admit . He knew as well as everyone that the town was a den of vice and sin but in all honesty he had seen very little of it. Oh sure he'd seen  more then his fair share of murders , that was his occupation after all but the more banal crimes eluded him.  Of course due the local xenophobe , the area of town with the worst reputation was Chinatown.  From his time in Scotland Yard , he knew that  it wasn't nearly as lawless as the bigots had claimed it was but he also knew it was probably a good place to find a whore or opium den.  The young detective carelessly slid through the town , it was clear from his fluid movements that he  was   prodigiously  knowledgeable about the town itself. He  transverses the back alleys with ease and stuck to them to avoid the general populace.  It wasn't  a matter of keeping up appearances   , he just preferred his privacy. Having only  heard rumors about this area of town , he choose  a random  pleasure palace to peruse.<strong>The Den Of Eastern Delights.</strong>How nondescript and low-key he thought to himself as he glanced to the sign on the outside. Interestingly enough , Ezekiel didn't feel anymore out of place in Chinatown then he did in the rest of Gommora. Then  again he never felt at home anywhere either. Not even  at 4 Whitehall place. Then again that place was filled with just as much as  malevolence and vile as Gommora. It was only hidden better. That was one of the few things he truly admired about this place. It was evil but open about it and even a man like him had to respect that.<br/><br/><br/>As his hands hand fidgeted slightly nervously in his pockets , he noticed a strange woman watching the place. Despite appearing to be Chinese like the rest of the population in this part time , she seemed nervous about being here. Perhaps this was  her first time here or something , Mycroft didn't really know but she intrigued him. He stood there casually watching her. He wondered what her next move was but attempt to hide that by looking down at the ground."