Jason really didn't like how that cat did that,disappeared on them a lot,but he made himself know that he was thankful he'd showed at all and not made them have to fight a bunch of monstrous beasts to find him...the first time. "I sometimes wonder where he pops off to,ya' know? I'm just a little curious." He said softly,not in a happy bubbly tone though,rather a matter of fact and 'I'm serious that I'm that stupid'.

"You're not the only one," Puck muttered. "Grimalkin?" he called again, looking around the room. "Where are you?"

Nothing. This was a bad sign. Grimalkin often disappeared when there was trouble, with no explanation and no warning for the rest of them. Of course, sometimes he disappeared just because he felt like it, so there was no telling what was going on, really.

Jason rubbed the back of his neck in that way that really was him pulling at his own hair. "Welp...that seems a little final.So wanna wait for the kitty or should I make a portal? Or you got any other idea's or plans."

"Jason," Ash said, looking out the window with narrowed eyes, "I think youd better see this."

A figure stood on the road outside the museum. Not human, they could tell that much. Though he wore ripped jeans and a studded leather jacket, the sharp, angular face and pointed ears gave him away. That, and his wild black hair, spiked up like a punk rocker, had neon threads of lightning flickering between the strands. From his stance, it was obvious he was waiting for us.

"Hm?" He came over to the window and peaked out,his pupils turning to slits as he examined this possible new threat. He licked his fangs,as if wanting for once to sink them into flesh if this person posed a threat to the two fey. Jason would do anything to keep them safe and alive at this point as long as possible.

"An Iron faery," Ash muttered, dropping his hand to his sword. "Do you want me to kill it?"

"We might want to wait for him to make the first slip before we start gnashing teeth." Jason said,though he'd love to see the blood of the iron-fey spilled for what they had done to the fey and for what they had done to Ash. He hated what had happened to Ash,but also hated the iron fey for what happened to Puck.Because it had been Virus controlling that police officer and Jason going for help had gotten Puck shot. He hated himself and the iron fey for that too. And for once his hate was evident,red swelling in his freckles and his eyes reptilian,his fangs longer now as if at the ready to shoot his sleeping venom so he could just rip this iron fey apart.

Ash sighed and took his hand off the sword hilt. "As you wish," he murmured, bowing his head. "I dont like it, but lets see what the Iron faery wants. Though if he makes any threatening move at all, I will cut him down faster than he can blink."

Jason ducked his head back. "Thank you,and I'd pleasure in the sight of that thing dying,truth to honest." He said,his fangs not even getting in the way of his words despite their new length.

Ash slipped out the doors into the humid night, crossing the road to where the Iron faery waited for them.

"Oh, good." The Iron fey smiled as we walked up, a cocky, self-confident grin, much like a certain redhead they knew. "You didnt run. I was afraid Id have to chase you through the city streets before we could talk."