Case #4 The Final Frontier (closed slots UNLESS I say so. PM me if u want to join)

Enola shook her head. "this needs to be won by pure willpower....though if you have a glass of water handy, that would help..."

Moose took a water bottle out of his back pack...."will this work?" he said opening it.

"OH! I just forgot! I am such an idiot!" Roach said, pulling a locket out of his bag "This might help." he put it around Enola's neck.

Enola's eyes immediately cleared up. She glanced at the locket. It was absolutely beatiful. she smiled at Roach. "Thanks..."

"Your more than welcome."
"Okay, lovebirds, let's find the little guy's girlfriend and get outta here. I have a salon appointment in L.A."
"....Mel?"
"What?" she replied tartly
"Are you okay?"
"I'm perfectly fine you blathering idiot."

"RIGHT!" said Rizzo. "Now, where do we start, Roachy-kins? and you...you need a pet name...howsa 'bout Melly? and Enola...just so you don't feel left out...Nolie-kins...."

Roach backed into a tree "That salon thing...."
"What?"
"Sierra said that..."
"WHO DO YOU THINK I AM IDIOT!?"
"Ohmygod."
"*scoff* men"
"What...how...WHY?!!?"

"Who's this Seirra Roachy-kins?" asked Rizzo....

"They don't know who I am?"
"They know your mother, trust me, Enola knows her..."
"Whatever Roach. Let's just do this. I don't want to stare at you any longer."
"NOT MY FAULT!"
"Riiight."

Enola raised an eyebrow. "so you are scarlett's daughter? Your mother is not a pleasent person....."

"Not like I'm going to be pleasant to you."
"Sie-"
"SHUT UP!"
"Sierra!"
"I DONT F*CKING CARE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY!"

"whoa, whao wait, Roachy-kins, what's the whole story with you and Melly-poo?"

"My name is Sierra.Not Mel."
"I think She was trying to possess Enola but then I gave her the necklace so she took over Mel..."
"Riiight. Whatever."

Enola shrugged. "For the record, you're nowhere as strong as your mother."

"I guess she has more reason to be." Sierre...Mel...whoever she was...seemed shy...."I'm sorry, I was just mad at that dumbass over there..."
"ME???"
"Yes you."
"Whaat?"
"Sierra. My name is. The meaning of life is forty two. And the fray rocks my world."
"You STILL use that?"
"Shut up idiot."

Enola shrugged. "I'm gonna go search for clues...Emily was one of my best friends, and D*** it, We're gonna find her."

"True. NOW IF YOU'D SHUT UP.
"Not happening, bug-boy."
"Let's just put our differences aside and find Emmy."
"Awwww, that's so cute...Did your therapist say that?"
"SHUT UP!"

moose lept into a tree. "hey.. is is just me.. or does that building have a rook on it?" Moose said climbing to the top and looking around.

"A lot of buildings in this area were modeled on chess pieces.Like my hotel is based on a queen." said Rizzo.

"This is getting you back for stealing my crayons."
"THAT WAS IN SECOND GRADE!!! AND I ASKED IF I COULD BORROW THEM!!!"
"Sure you did. Suuuure."

Moose was dissapointed. "aww.... ok.." he said. he climbed down. "so... should we get on with the show?" Moose said.

Enola smiled. "yes...the show must go on....."

"So if you could just forgive me for the crayon thing...."
"Fine. Apology accepted."
"Let's go."

later around 21hundred hours. At Roach's house/mansion/whatever it is...manor. There. The manor. The manor is the attic of the estate. decorated, like...hmm...I'll describe it later but, lets just say it's awesome. Everyone is sitting on poofy couches and Roach's brother, Max has joined the group.
"Hey Roach, How come YOU always get the girls?" Max said staring longingly at Enola.
"Because I'm not a mad scientist who's absolutely insane?"
"You have a point." Max ripped his gaze away from her

Rizzo glanced around. Who ever had decorated this place should have gone to her apartment. Then her space would really be interesting...

Enola was holding roach's locket thing. It worked well. Ever since Scarlett had possessed her, she been getting noise from spirits everywhere...but now...they were all gone. She smiled happily to herself.

Max began to check out Rizzo. Roach gave him a look that said 'I woulnt do taht if I were you'
"Why?"
"Shut up, you raving lunatic."
"Let's start making our plan, boys."