Catch the hare [Caduceus|Lapin|Griffin]

It’s cold. Not insanely, below zero cold, but just cold enough to seep through Trevor’s jacket and make him shiver. Well at least it kept him awake. The snow was falling lightly and there was some kind of morbid, unearthly, beauty in it as it fell through the dim light in an abandoned amusement park at night. Who even puts only two people to watch an entire amusement park? Actually by now he’d admit the whole job was a mistake in the first place and it was starting to get creepy.

He’s been standing under the lamppost for at ten minutes, waiting for whoever his partner was to show up. He should’ve brought a book or something, he took this shift in the first place because he thought no one would bother to invade at 3 fucking am. That, and because he wouldn’t get any customers at the clinic at 3 am either.

He rolled the pendent August made him in his fingers, the metal was freezing cold and heavy. He still couldn’t get used to the name Caduceus either; guess that’s what he gets for picking a name out on a random whim.

He spun around; it was a girl, hovering just on the edge of the lamps light and barely visible. Well she didn’t just snipe him while he was oh so apparent under the lamp so maybe that was a good sign. She did have a point though, and while pointless really to do so now, Trevor moved out and into the shadows opposite from the other figure.

“…And you are?” She of course could be anyone, though he highly doubted this person was just some random stranger who got really lost on a winter’s night. He couldn’t even see well enough to tell if she was a harbinger or not, silently thinking maybe he could actually use Caden’s power and tact with people in situations like this.

He fingered his switchblade, quickly growing warm in his clenched hand, it wouldn’t be good to fight in the dark but if it did turn to that, the lamp was right there and it shouldn’t be too hard to get an opponent in its light. Suspicious and waiting for her answer he was willing for his eyes to hurry up and get adjusted to the darkness.

"Griffin,"

Well at least he now had a name, and she spared him the trouble of introducing himself since she apparently already knew his name. Or at least the one he had to use currently. The small gang symbol only eased him a little, same gang did not mean friends, and plus he didn’t like the gang members in the first place.

“Didn’t want one…”Liked he wanted to affiliated with an organization he was forced into. He was no longer ready to whip out his weapon but he still kept his hands in his pockets, it was still freaking cold. “How do you know my name anyways?” He hadn’t been recruited that long ago, and this was really his first misson so he still was at the bottom of the ladder and preferred to stay down there. She also couldn’t have been a past customer of his because she definitely wouldn’t have known him by that name. God he hoped she wasn’t another Caden, taking weird interests people and generally fucking them over terribly.

His eyes were adjusting slightly and she stepped closer to the light so he could at least make out she wasn’t a harbinger.

“That’s a bit harsh for not wanting to wear a stupid pin.” Wasn’t the thing supposed to be technically hidden on your clothing anyways? Because he certainly hasn’t seen it displayed proudly on any of the gang members that make up most of his clientele.

He raised an eyebrow as well, maybe he was right and she was crazy about keeping tabs on people like Caden. “So are you the gang’s main informant or something?” Though he could only be mildly surprised about the info she had on him, all of that stuff about his power was very easy to find and figure out, it was how he got business after all. And what’s with the high and mighty attitude though?

Shrugging slightly, “The only people I know about are the ones who forced me into joining, and I really don’t care either way.” He had a feeling he probably wouldn’t like anything he saw if he did look into the topic, just more and more messed up people the higher up the food chain you got.

“Maybe, but it doesn’t mean I don’t know how to fight.” He wouldn’t be standing here right now if he didn’t, even if he wasn’t that skilled but that was all that was really needed when it was just the occasional crack head and petty thief he had to fend against.

He trailed along side her, matching her pace and feeling the cold stiffness in his legs from standing there the whole time previous. “I thought Snow was the boss?” She had certainly had the same high and mighty attitude as Griffin, he wasn’t a master of hierarchy and maybe there was more than one boss or something or maybe the girl who dragged him here had been forced to retire early in light of this person.

Either way his speech wasn’t going to get any more polite. It somehow seemed colder outside of the little light that was now behind them and wondered how much time was left until this shift was over. “So I assume if you’re with me then any other guys on patrol won’t murder me at first glance?”

“I see…” Well then, the girl who had forced him into this had even more of a reason to act high and mightier than this Griffin chick. Also ‘one of my commanders’? He got slight chills unrelated to the cold thinking that there more than just a couple of these weird psychopaths and that it still included more if he thought about the fact there were the other two gangs with their own problems.

“It was a gift.” And he was only afforded that small little quip before the faintest scrape of a noise snapped them both into silence- her gesture for silence was rather irritating; he heard the noise too y’know, he’s not a little kid who doesn’t know how to react.

He didn’t need to look to know what she slipped into his hand, which then was shoved into his pocket. Griffin disappeared, he had no doubt she’d resort to violence if it came to it. He didn’t necessarily want to hide in the dark though. Pinpointing the source of the noise and walking up as casual as you like, “Oi Blondie! You lost or something?” Loosening his speech into the dumb teenagers who acted tough and occasionally caused him trouble. If he could play off being some dumb teen who made his way into the park at night for a night time thrill there was a chance he could get at least a feeling for whatever business the guy was here for.
Kind of a dumb and dangerous plan but Trevor hasn't had the benefit of learning the subtleties in how to deal with situations.