He knew that Harold hadn't particularly wanted him to go out today, after what had happened yesterday, but they both ended up going to work anyway. For Scotty's part, he walked Harold to work, and then headed to his own job. Along the way, the last traces of the scent from those monsters seemed to be fading, and despite his better judgment, he did return to the scene of the crimes.
He had no idea what those monsters were, but where a body had been in the alley, now there was nothing but a broken husk of a completely ruined phaser, in a pool of black and vile goo.
He followed to where he remembered the others being left as well; he didn't find any bodies, but there was more of the foul goo, and bits and odds and pieces. What looked like a charm here. Someone's laser pistol there. Hell, he even found the broken remains of what looked like someone's camera.
He also found the rusted pendant that Maia had thrown, distracting those monsters.
It was entirely foul lifting it out of that slime, but Scotty used the end of his pike to do it. It might have nothing left in it, but he was a good metal worker, or at least passable, and he could restore its physical shape, even if the energy it had contained would forever be gone.
He didn't smell any new traces of the beasts. Didn't see anything that set his instincts off, either. And really, for having been ambushed yesterday, he was in a surprisingly non-jumpy mood. He fully intended to go to work at GAME, go to the tea shop or the Daily Bread for lunch, go and pick up Jamie's wedding gear, stop off and grab Harold, and head home. He didn't even think to hide away, for fear of more monsters.
He already knew there were more.
And when Scotty went out into Rhy'Din that day, he went out with a little more certainty and a little more alert readiness than he had the day before.
He had no idea what those monsters were, but where a body had been in the alley, now there was nothing but a broken husk of a completely ruined phaser, in a pool of black and vile goo.
He followed to where he remembered the others being left as well; he didn't find any bodies, but there was more of the foul goo, and bits and odds and pieces. What looked like a charm here. Someone's laser pistol there. Hell, he even found the broken remains of what looked like someone's camera.
He also found the rusted pendant that Maia had thrown, distracting those monsters.
It was entirely foul lifting it out of that slime, but Scotty used the end of his pike to do it. It might have nothing left in it, but he was a good metal worker, or at least passable, and he could restore its physical shape, even if the energy it had contained would forever be gone.
He didn't smell any new traces of the beasts. Didn't see anything that set his instincts off, either. And really, for having been ambushed yesterday, he was in a surprisingly non-jumpy mood. He fully intended to go to work at GAME, go to the tea shop or the Daily Bread for lunch, go and pick up Jamie's wedding gear, stop off and grab Harold, and head home. He didn't even think to hide away, for fear of more monsters.
He already knew there were more.
And when Scotty went out into Rhy'Din that day, he went out with a little more certainty and a little more alert readiness than he had the day before.