'Elsewhere', unfortunately, is an alleyway that includes three hungry vampires. All of whom immediately zero in on the newcomers to their alley - it's what they'd been waiting for, even if they'd been expecting something more along the lines of 'walking in' rather than 'suddenly there'.

The question, really, is 'who is it unfortunate for?'

The first is cut in two before she's even oriented, her 'saber moving on instinct and danger sense alone. The second is beheaded with a barely more intentional slash; the third, hanging back slightly, may have the opportunity to run, if she's got her wits about her.

She does, and she does try-

-except for the guy she runs directly into, who doesn't look all that surprised to be collided with, there's a short stabbing motion from one of his arms-

And the final vampire dusts.

He looks up, cautious, and still holding a...wooden? stake in one hand.

The face she makes at him, lit by the red glow of her 'saber, is a little haughty, but curious, and not unfriendly. She comes out of her fighting stance, lowering the glowing blade, and gestures; her droid steps out from behind her and asks something in an unfamiliar language.

He straightens as well, spinning the stake idly around his fingers. "-Yeah, not got a clue what you're saying."

She tries another.

He responds with Swedish, shaking his head: "Still nothing."

The robot steps forward, keeping a careful distance from the glowing blade, and signs to her companion.

The woman peers at him, now even more curious, and the glowing blade disappears. She signs back, and then leans against the alley wall and closes her eyes; the robot says something brief and polite to him.

-polite is not something he has much experience with. Pauses (because this is so not his problem).

(Except for the part where it will be if the woman with the glowing blade decides to go on a rampage.)

(And Ant would yell at him if ey ever found out he'd just abandoned someone.)

"You're not going to have anywhere to stay are you?" he doesn't expect that to get an actual answer.

The robot repeats herself, just as politely.

-He could just walk away. Instead he settles back on one heel.

The woman stays in place for a few minutes, not moving, and then signs, just once, to the robot, who asks him another question.

"I could try Japanese if you want, but I think we're still going to get the same: I can't understand you."

This time, the woman signs, just a beat after he speaks.

"I understand," says the robot. "Try?"

"...She's translating for you somehow?"

"Translating," the robot nods.

"Right," he says, pauses. "You're not from around here are you?" He's definitely talking about more than just whatever city they've found themselves in.

"Right," she agrees.

This isn't his problem, and their motel room is already cramped with the three of them and-

"What are you both? You're a...robot?" aimed at the robot, and at the woman: "and you look human, but I don't think you are. Not entirely."

"Robot," she nods again. "DZ." And then she gestures to the woman, "Entirely human, and Sith. Deskyl."

"-I'm gonna guess that whatever 'Sith' is, it's what's twigging me 'not entirely human' sensor."

"Right."

Desykl signs some more, and DZ watches. "You, entirely human and..."

He's still for a moment. "Slayer. One girl born to every generation, yadda yadda, destined to fight the forces of evil, a lot of stuff I totally ignored, supposedly gonna have a short, violent life."