Navy Pier, Stained Glass Museum (Miko enters)

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Youko watched and listened to the two men talk, quietly..... a brief reprieve that they should enjoy while they have the chance.

The girl smiled brightly as she nodded enthusiastically at the idea of meeting a new traveler. She looked to Hiko-sempai again offering a shy little wave before they started on their way to greet the newcomer.

In fact her entire demeanor seemed to change when Hiko-sempai wasn't around. The girl was a bright bundle of energy which she seemed to be having difficulty containing now. "I have a ton of questions Father. And I know I should keep my questions for later when it comes to our situation so that everyone can be part of the conversation.... butttt.... " As they walked the girl would look up at the older man as if he were someone to idolize. "So I just want to state, so you know, if I ask you anything, or say anything that you don't approve of, whether personally or because of your profession, please let me know. I'm not unfamiliar with the Catholic faith, I've just had limited experience with people of your order since I'm of the Shinto faith.... A Miko, actually. And the last thing I want to do is upset anyone, especially to someone who's been so kind as to offer Hiko-sempai, myself, and others sanctuary. It's very nice of you and I know that Hiko-sempai and myself, as others' probably will be as well, greatly appreciate it. Domo arigato." The girl bowed formally, offering one of her sun bright smiles to the Priest hoping to warm his heart as she was prone to do. "Thank you, very much."

Once they bumped into Vlad, the girl closed her mouth and simply smiled as she listened to the Priest and Vlad talk. Since this was the Priest's home and therefore his job to play host, and not her's. But any questions asked of her would get a response.

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As Vladimir walked in search of someone he came to a stop when he heard a voice of a young girl. Though he was unable to make out what she was saying due to their distance away. But this was enough of a warning to not be surprised by the couple when they approached. So the man in black simply had stopped walking and leaned against one of the church walls to wait.

Once the priest finally spoke to Vlad he stood up straight and looked at him and the blond girl with an inquisitive look. "A meal? I don't know... Isn't the saying don't take candy from strangers," Vlad joked with a noticeable grin on his face. But then he took his card out of his pocket and held it up. "Well I guess I will eat if I can get some answers about how I got here with this in my possession. Oh and if you need to call me by a name... I will be happy to respond to 'Frankenstein'." And with that Vlad put away the card once more before he let his eyes glide over Youko's body and at her outfit. Yet he would let the priest lead them to food as he walked along the girl's side and spoke in a hushed tone to her, "I must admit I am a little shocked at seeing a nun out of her habit. Or are you another abductee like me?"

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Youko looked up at the Father seeing him blink a few times, signaling that he was speechless, Youko spoke up. A look of confusion crossed her face briefly before she started smiling again.

Bright blue eyes turned to Frankie, her warm smile in place. "Would be a sad day when the world finds itself unable to trust even it's Priests." Looking over the card she pulled out her own from the front pocket of the backpack that was on her back, and showed him.

"Kami sent me here, and I intend to find out why. As for being a nun, I'm more like the good Father here. I'm a Miko, a Priestess of a Shinto Temple. But that's for a different conversation for another time, I think."

The smaller girl stopped for a brief second and bowed formally, "My name is Youko. People either call me Youko-chan or Miko-sama. So I don't mind if you call me either." With a soft giggle Youko-chan started walking forward again. "And it's a pleasure to meet you Frankenstein-sempai.  Apparently there are several of us that were brought to this time and place, I don't know how many of us will be showing up, or who's already here. I suppose we'll be taking inventory tomorrow at some point. But the date is December 24th 1989. I myself came from July 4th 2014 in New York and I forgot when Hiko-sempai said he came from."

Youko yawned behind a white gloved hand. "Excuse me. It's been a long day... " Youko turned to the Father. "Would you happen to have a bunch of paper, pens, and perhaps a dry erase board? Although a tack board to post notices could work just as well?  I have a feeling it'll be one of the best ways for us all to communicate what we know to new arrivals that we may miss.  But I'll need the paper for notes. If it wouldn't be too much trouble."

The girl looked at her equal, the Good Father, with concern. Her brain was moving a mile a second it seemed, and probably wouldn't be slowing down any time soon. She was already planning ahead.

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Father George was following the conversation pretty amicably really… He smiled toward the two of them and resisted the urge to question why someone would choose to be called a man who once thought to play god and realized, all to late, how fallible humanity itself was…. What an odd choice of course… Who was he to judge however? “Ah very well, if you both will follow me then, I will take you toward Maeve. No doubt she’ll know how to make you both more at ease.”

He started walking back down the first building’s halls. “The cards seem to be a sign to come to this church, however how and why are not known to me. We are known for our acts of charity of course, but…” he gave a small shrug of black clad shoulders. “I could not tell you why we were chosen to assist the Travelers, like yourselves.”

“As for a ..dry erase board.. We have chalkboards installed in most of the classrooms and rooms, the paper and pens I am sure can also be located in anyone of the classrooms. In fact.” He stopped near one of the doorways to the classrooms still equipped with chairs and desks and entered it by opening the door and flicking on the lights that hummed to life. “Let’s see…” He walked over to a cabinet in the classroom and started rummaging around for pens and paper…

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When Youko initially responded to Vlad and showed off the card to him the Russian quirked an eyebrow a bit. “Well; let us see here. I have woken up in a country I have never even planned on going to. So I will admit to distrust; even if I am none too fond of the clergy where I came from.” Though it was as the girl stated her form of occupation Vladimir did refrain from adding any comments since he was not looking for any fights just yet. And he remained silent as the girl began to resume walking; and simply followed as he listened to her speak.

It was when the priest mentioned how he knew nothing of the cards that Vladimir let out an annoyed sigh. “Well if you do not know why we were sent here; is there anyone who you could point us to that may? Maybe some shady looking characters who may have recently joined the congregation? After all; they do seem to know at very least an address to send us to.” But when the priest brought them to the class rooms Vlad began to look around a bit more as his mind brought up the idea to prepare for his stay in this world, “Say; out of these classrooms; are there any with art supplies? Or perhaps wood working supplies?” And as Vladimir waited for a response he began to pace around the room to look for anything he may be able to use in the future.

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Youko simply nodded as she listened intently. "Clergy of any religion should be treated as you would anyone, based on the individual and not as a group affiliation. Or at least I think so. I personally treat everyone respectfully, even if they don't deserve it. Then again, I've never met a mass murderer, so I can honestly say I don't know how I would treat such a person." The girl shrugs. "But that is me, and you are you."

The girl smiles happily up at Frankie before she takes the pens and paper from the Priest. "Thank you. And Father, if it's alright. May I set up some notices in this particular classroom as we find out more information, that way we'll all be on the same page?"  She'd of course wait for a nod or permission before doing anything with the class room.

Holding the paper close to her chest, the girl twirled around the room with soft giggles as Frankie spoke to the Father. Any pictures (Or stained glass windows) of people in the room would get a bow and a quiet 'Hello, how are you today?' From the girl before she'd move on to the next picture or window. Loopy? Daft? Dizzy dame? Probably all of the above, but the girl exuded a natural warmth, caring energy about her. One that put most people at ease.

Turning to look at the Father. "I believe this location was chosen for it's size, along with the fact that you do charity work. And being that some of us are broke, or have the wrong currency, it would make sense that the most patient and hospitable person be chosen to host us. Since we are, in a sense, charity cases. At least until we can establish ourselves, or find our ways back home. Which I believe should be the end goal for us all. No offense father, as lovely as your home is, it's not our 'homes', nor does it hold our families. "

The girl shrugged as she started writing on the top sheet of paper, before writing on the chalk board. The board says ' As you enter into this strange world/location/time please refer to this board for any developing information as we come across it. Also feel free to add anything that you may have noticed or heard that does not seem to already be on the board. This way we can keep open communications between all 'Travelers'. Thank you! Signed Youko   (yep she put a smiley face by her name)'

"I believe the people that we'll get the most information from would be government officials, inn keepers or tavern owners, as well as street urchens. As those are the types of people that have the most information. There could also be other .... religious factions, that may have important information as well. But I believe those should be handled a bit more carefully. In the mean time, help where you can, do what you can, and leave what you can't do, to people that can. Hince why communication is so important right now."

The girl shrugged as she added. "I think this is our wisest course of action. But I'm hoping to meet with Miss Maeve and pick her brain on the matter before I voice my opinions again."

Skipping slightly the girl started humming Christmas carols quietly (more to herself than anyone else) as she moved to the door of the classroom. Sapphire eyes watched Frankie curiously and quietly. Occasionally she'd look down the hall to both sides, and seem to focus on strange things in the room, and in the hallways. Still smiling and humming quietly as she did.

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Youko's brow furrowed slightly as she looked down the hall again, for the umpteenth time, and started wandering off without a word or a sound. Since her humming had now stopped. A pale hand reached behind her and rubbed the small of her back as she walked.... away from where Maeve was, and more towards where she came from, the main church area.

It was almost as if she was drawn to it. "Hmmmmm" The girl stopped dead in her tracks before entering the church, shivered slightly, blinked a couple of times as if fighting a trance-like state. Tilting her head as if to 'listen' to something.... or someone unseen.

A deep breath later, the girl puts her trademark smile back on her face and nods, "No you're completely right, I got sidetracked, I'm sorry. But I'll come and visit you later, I'm sure there's a lot that we should discuss, like the sanctity of your church. Of course, I'd love to help with that, but only with your permission. But you're right, I need to head back the other way. " With a bow towards the large statue of Christ on his cross, the girl turned back and skipped back down the hall, stopping only long enough for a twirl as she went back to humming Christmas carols.

Stopping at the door to the class room. "Are we there yet?" And with a giggle, the girl moved on down the hall towards where this Maeve person was supposed to be at. Oblivious to anyone that may have been following her.