Who: Sterling and Izual What: Reunited When: His Arrival- Backdated to Sunday the 5th Where: The Experience Rating: Nastay! NC-17! Beware! Status: Complete
Sterling rented a car at the airport, and with the aid of GPS, finally found the podunk little town his mother had up and moved to several years ago. He'd been to visit a time or two, but he couldn't stay with his duties in LA. He'd never caught the vision of the place. Why she was so obsessed with it. But then he found out she couldn't leave. Not for more than 24 hours, anyway.
He mapped the location of the club where she worked and pulled into the parking lot. It was early evening and he wasn't sure she would even have started her gig yet, but he would actually have to go inside to find out. Still, by the looks of the empty parking lot, there was no one there in the way of clientele, anyway.
He left his belongings in the car and beeped it locked, dropping the rental keys in his pocket and heading for the large hangar that could hold thousands. He wondered how many truly showed up in this small of a town. They had what, five thousand people in this whole town? Max?
He glanced around and saw a platform where his mother stood with some other people. She looked to be directing them on the setup of her equipment. He grinned and made his way up the stairs toward her.