The Universe's Mixer

Elizabeth was worried that nothing would ever return to normal. She didn't know where Will was, but her anger had mostly subsided now. She hadn't seen Jack in ages, Dean seemed to disappear.. And there was that awkward time with Oz still sitting neatly in the I-have-no-bloody-clue pile. She needed to break out of this city and if it meant cutting down a few random people with her cutlass to do it, she'd do it. But where did the City keep it's officials? Who ran this place? A king? Queen? Perhaps some random official?

Elizabeth began her search by the docks, because she hoped to run into Jack, but eventually spread down the street, and around another black, and around the next. She ended up in the park somehow and because it was such a nice day and because leather didn't breath well she collapsed in a patch of grass and yanked her jacket off and tossed her cutlass and a few random odds and ends into the jacket, put her hat over her face and fell asleep.

( And the hours just rolled by. )