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She watched, trying and failing to do so quietly, as he came to. He was in bad shape. But something nagged at her mind. She looked up to the window. It was on the 2nd story. How could someone fall that high and not be more damaged? There was something there...why couldn't she think of it? He made a strangled sound. She realized he was trying to speak. She made a move to go closer to him, right before he scrambled away. Okay, so she was keeping her distance. And then, just like that, he was gone.

Kadi was a theater fanatic. She'd seen countless shows, including magic shows. But there wasn't a trick in the book that could create that kind of illusion. People didn't just disappear. They needed a box or a door to walk into. So why was she suddenly all alone? Again, there was that feeling. Like she was trying to put together a puzzle that was missing pieces. She looked up at the window, frowning. She realized she looked strange just sitting in the street. Her mother would scold her for attracting to much attention.
A memory hit her like a wrecking ball.

She was young, 6 or 7, sitting next to her mother. She could almost smell her perfume, see her smile, the twinkle in her eye...hear her soft voice as she spoke. "We are special creatures." She said with a smile. She always said it with a smile. Like it was a blessing. "But we are not the only ones." The smile ran away from her face. Kadi frowned in response. "There are others...others who are special. They don't get along with us." Kadi could hear herself answering in her high pitched child's voice. "But if they're special like us, why don't they like us?" Bianca simply stared at her for several moments. Finally, she sighed and spoke quietly. "I don't know, sweetheart. Maybe it's just in their blood. Maybe it's in our blood." It was the first time she'd heard her mother speak of their bloodline in a negative way. With a smile that was clearly forced, she tried to lighten the mood. "Whatever the case, I'm sure you'll never meet one of them. They're harder to find than we are." Kadi looked at her questioningly. "Who are they?" She asked. This time her mother answered without hesitation. "They're called the fae. You would know them as faeries."

The fae. Puck was....she couldn't even form the sentence. Growing up, it had been hard to come to grips with the fact that faeries were not only real, but human sized without wings...and an inborn distaste for sirens. She'd heard a lot about them. Their powers were mostly in deception. Subtle. Confusing. And she'd been talking to one. For all she knew, the entire theater was full of them. "As if I wasn't already screwed over." She muttered, leaning against the side of the building. Hiding from one man was one thing. But an entire theater? One that was supposed to be working in? She groaned. "Way to be Harper." She berated herself. "You've officially turned the bad to worse." What to do now? Go home and tell her father they had to leave right away? No. Even if she had any guarantee they wouldn't follow her, and she didn't, she couldn't uproot him like that. He'd given up so much for her, she didn't dare ask him for anything more. But what then? She let her head drop into her hands. There wasn't a single solution to be found.

Kadie paced in front of the theater. Caught between the rational fear of the fae and the irrational one that they would suddenly come sweeping out of the theater to attack her if she tried to leave. Breathe. She told herself firmly. Breathe. All this time she'd been sneaking into a theater filled with people who hated her kind. There was irony in that, but she wasn't in the mood to appreciate it. She stopped. She needed a plan. Whether they came after her or not (and she still hadn't decided how rational that fear was) it had to be only her. With any luck, maybe they'd get annoyed at her uncle trying to do the job they wanted to do and remove him from the situation. All in all, it was a pretty suckish silver lining, but it was the only one she could find at the moment. Two things she knew for sure. She could not mix her father up in this. A human murderer was one thing. This was completely other. The second was, she could not stay here. Puck probably already knew what she was. She needed to get out and soon. Her father wouldn't be getting home for several more hours. Long enough for her to get home, pack, leave a note, and be gone. But...be gone to where? She didn't have time to decide. With one last look at the theater, she turned and forced herself to walk at an even pace down the street. Please stay inside. She mentally begged. Please just stay inside long enough for me to leave. Of course, with her luck, she would turn around and find herself face to face with some sort of super faerie assassin.

"The ceiling?" Kadi glanced up. Did he mean the sky? Had he never been outside the theater? She watched him walk away. Just like that. When he suddenly fell, she didn't think about it. She simply walked over and bent down to help him out. "You don't get out much, do you?" She asked. It occured to her belatedly that this could be all a trick. She thought a moment, then opened up the siren part of her mind a bit. His song came through, quiet, but audible. Rejection mixed with wonder and a lot of fear. "You have to be careful." She said gently. His song wasn't that of a deciever or would-be murderer. It was the song of someone who had lived his entire life somewhere and couldn't understand anything or anyone outside it.

She tried to steady him as he nearly knocked her over. The driver of the vehicle, in true New York fashion, barely paid attention as he drove by. "Are you okay?" He was almost like a child. So completely unsure of where he was. Had he ever left the theater? Well this was the worst city for him to be wandering in. "You should go back inside." She said, glancing up at the sky. "The weather's taking a turn for the worse." And you have no idea what you're doing out here. Not that she could say that aloud, but the thought was till there.