His Stepping Stone, Their Entrance.

Bliss tapped on the glass gently with her fingers. "I plan on gaining more than material wealth out of this." Her head cocked to the side to look at Percival. "I don't know anything about your organization, and I don't want to. You don't know anything about my plans, and you won't. The relationship will be at a working surface. A superficial surface. If you want friendship out of me, well, let's just say its in short supply." She still held onto the locket Adriano gave her weeks ago. She kept it out of sight, but always close to her. "Don't worry though." She cut off the next part of her sentence. "Just don't worry; I'm here."

Smoke rose from the Mojave Desert, just outside of what looked to be an abandonned saloon. Gregor took the heli down fast but carefully. He'd pulled off harder maneuvers, but he was drunk for those. Sure enough he saw Gunslinger waiting outside, but more importantly, he saw approaching militia in the distance, drawn to the location by the large pillar of smoke. As the propellors began to slow down Gregor exitted the cockpit. He shouted to his comrade over the slowing but still moving rotors, "How'd they find you!"

Percival smiled at Bliss, he would let her make the decisions for now, he knew in the end he would be the one making the choices. "That is all I need I suppose." Percival sipped on his glass again and let out a sigh. "I can't expect anything more." Percival pressed a button on his door and his window cracked, Percival tossed out his cigarette. "And I will promise the same."

"How far away is this place?" A little time passed between the two after they made their existential promises. Something sat in the air around the two. "My arrival with Thrones was slightly unconventional, so I'll need clothing and a phone. Clothing and a personal phone for me; not for the job of course. Comfortable clothes and a phone to keep in touch with other contacts." She crossed her right leg over her left and kept her arms crossed over her chest. Her gaze never faltered from keeping drawn to the front of the vehicle.

Percival's gaze sat locked on the tall crystal bottles of scotch that sat on ice. "An entire wardrobe has already been set up for you, if the clothes are not to your liking then more will be provided." Percival periodically rose the glass to his lips allowing for a small sip each time. "We will get a phone for you....tomorrow" he said after a bit of a pause. "Perhaps two in case I need to get a hold of you." he said as his eyes finally moved to her.

"Very well." She readjusted her back against the cushioning in the seat. "If I need to be visited by someone, how would I go about scheduling them to make an appearance. Some of my work may require the hands of someone in the field." She felt her statement did not parlay the tone of the question. "If I need someone to meet me, and for there to be absolute disclosure, how do I garner that kind of privacy within your estate?"

Percival smiled at Bliss, "Well if that is what you need." he finished speaking for a moment to sip on his glass of scotch, downing the last little bit. Percival refilled his glass before continuing. "Then come to me, and I will arrange anything you need." Percival lifted his glass to Bliss and nodded. "I promise you, I have you taken care of."

"That's reassuring. Reassuring is a nice step, but let's hope that there is truth lying in those words." Bliss looked over to the window and gazed at the scenery around her. "I'm sure you're a reasonable man, with some noble intentions. I just wonder how it is you subvert those intentions with your current choice of profession. The politician you use has no real power. But you look as though you do. What are you trying to hide? You're not trying to hide from me, or the public after all. You're trying to hide something from yourself, aren't you." They had traveled for sometime. It made perfect sense for him to live outside of the scope of the public spectrum; avoiding the rush of the city.

Gunslinger Saw the helicopter come close, soon he recognized it as the prototype that both he and Gregor had been designing. This was relieving, his call for help worked. But there was one thing he needed to do before he had to go, his laptop was in the basement. It had to be retrieved. Gunslinger watched as the helicopter landed. Gregor jumped out, looking very concerned. "How'd they find you!" Gregor Said.

"No time for that. I will explain later, but first give me a second." He held his shoulder as he did so. He proceeded to recover his laptop.

"I have been hiding from myself for years Bliss, you are not bestowing any sort of revelation on me, however it is impressive you were able to determine that in such a short time." Percival sipped slowly from his glass, they would reach their destination soon. "I hide my past from myself, and I hide where it will lead me from others. My past is of no importance though, my intentions are though, you will learn more of those in the years to come." Percival's eyes followed the trees that passed his limo, they had turned down a dirt road, this was a sign that the car ride was nearly over.

"Years to come? This sounds like you will be paying me for sometime." The quaint comment ushered from her mouth as the limo turned onto a dirt road. She couldn't make out any details on the home. She began to wonder what exactly the make-up of his home looked like. A small home with the rest hidden underground, a medium house that only made up his living area, or a sprawling mansion that lacked any manners of subtlety. A man's home says a lot of about him. Bliss never occupied a house as an adult. She wondered what that meant about her. "I see you value your privacy. People like that usually don't value other people's privacy. Are you going to be spying on me during the duration of my stay?"

Percival smiled and sipped his glass of scotch while shrugging. "Mm." he muffled out with a mouthful of scotch. "You don't seem like the kind of person that needs to be spied on." he spoke now that he had swallowed his scotch. "So I guess the answer is no." Percival pulled his jacket tightly over his shoulders as the limo slowed to a stop. "This is it." he said as he pointed at his house with his scotch glass in hand. Percival opened his door and turned to Bliss smiling "I will get your door." he said as he exited the car. Before Bliss could say no he had already made his way to her door, in the blink of an eye he had reached the other side and opened her side of the door. Percival's house was a medium sized log cabin that looked nice and cozy, the porch was lit by outside lights, including the stairs. "You first."

Bliss took his hand and stepped out of the limo. "Subtle, but functional." She took note of the trees and nature around her. You usually only see this foliage on trains, in between cities. "I'm not surprised you choose this nice of a place. Most people who crave power can't help but constantly flaunt it. I bet you associate with many people like that. It could reflect poorly on you." She felt like she needed to carry a bag in, but remembered she brought nothing. She started to move towards the cabin, taking in the beautiful aroma of the area around her.

"Indeed it can." he said as he gave her a friendly nod. Percival followed her on the stairs up the porch. Percival need to placed one hand firmly on his knee to make the first step, a sign of his growing older, it wasn't a difficult task to do, but it was action he never had to make before his later years. Percival caught up to Bliss on the stairs and reach the front door at the same time she did. He reached his hand out and twisted the knob, there was no need to lock the door where they were. "Follow me to your room please." he said as he stepped into the house. The house while medium sized was well decorated, not a single overhead light could be seen, they all rested on the walls and resembled kerosene lamps, but on further inspection a small light bulb could be seen instead. The floors were wooden but overlaid by dark red rugs. The first room they came across seemed to be the living room, it sported a dark red couch to match the floor's decor, a large screen television sat across one wall, and directly horizontal to that was a large glass door that led to a balcony that overlooked a small wooded area. Percival led Bliss to a hallway, "This is your room." he said as he pointed to the first door on the left. The room Percival showed was decently sized, not extravagant but it was slightly decorated. "And mine will be at the end over there, this is where you will find me most of the time, it leads to my office." Percival smiled at Bliss, "Let me know if you want the full tour." he stopped for a moment to allow Bliss to observe her room.

The house smelled very hospitable. It offered a hearth-like aroma to her senses. She slid her hands across the walls, feeling the smooth texture of the hardwood. Percival opened the door to the room that Bliss would call home for the next few...well she didn't really know. "I should be fine." She walked to the closet and opened the door to inspect her wardrobe. The clothes seemed nice enough, but a pair of sweat pants really appealed to her. The bed anchored the room from the middle, and drew Bliss to give it a touch test for comfort. Her hand slid down, just enough for comfort and support. "I'll most likely be in here for most of the night. If you could bring me a laptop I will be content with my surroundings."

Percival rose his finger and approached a desk that sat on one of the walls, he pulled out a drawer that lined the front, inside it revealed was a keyboard. Percival pushed the power button that was located on the keyboard, a couple of lights flickered from what seemed to be a lamp on the top of the desk before it projected a computer screen (We are in the future after all).

"If you are looking for something portable then we will pick something up tomorrow when we get you a phone." he said as then sipped the rest of the scotch from the glass he carried inside from the limousine. Percival walked after the room and placed his hand on Bliss's shoulder "Now, get some sleep, come to me tomorrow and we will get the things you need, even the things you just plain want." Percival gave he a friendly smile. Percival removed his hand from her shoulder and began to walk away before stopping "Feel free to come and go as you please, if I ever need you for anything.....I'll find you." he left the room and made a right to go to his room.