Normally at this time of night she'd be leaving the apartment above Doyle's speakeasy for a night of the sort of work that would have scandalized her mother; she'd be headed to Elysium; she'd be out on the town looking for someone to charm into acting as a meal.

So much for all of that — even keeping herself as fed as she'd prefer is simply too risky, right now — but she'll make a social life for herself where she can.

The fountain is charming enough, she supposes — in a quaint sort of way. She can almost forgive it for being the first thing she saw after being kidnapped to this godforsaken place. The redheaded woman, though, is new — and, from the looks of her, another future-person.

Anna's boots click along the cobblestones until she's beside the other woman.

"Another lucky abductee?"