Day 62; Video 002

[bostonhowler]

[She's walking near the rotten piers, looking at her wrist. Her wings behind her are fluttering in the slight breeze.]

I was wondering if anyone had seen any barbecues around? It's cold, but I'm from Boston, so we're used to winter barbecuing.

I was going to -

[She trips and falls forward.]

Ow, what's -

[Her wrist twists as she scrambles away screaming in that high-pitched horror movie way. There's a brief flash of legs and then a flare of fire as the wooden piers catch behind her.

She's framed in flame, staring at the half a body.]

HUNTERS!

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[burnburnburn]

[Religion interests him little, but he doesn't like his suggestions dismissed. He narrows his eyes]

If you've got a way to tell where one of those hunters are you didn't mention before, you can spit it out right now.

[bostonhowler]

[She takes a step back, her hair flaring out around her face, before settling back down. Her wings flutter, scattering the bits of ash floating on the wind.]

I don't. But St. Raphael might be at the church and I find his presence comforting.

[The words are all soft, gentle, almost soothing. She doesn't want trouble, and she doesn't want to set anything else on fire.]

[burnburnburn]

[He tightens his jaw but bites back his urge to bark at her. A gentle little thing like this would probably hide from him in the future if he's harsh and she's too powerful for him to simply drag where he decides.

He inclines his head and responds more graciously than before]

Then that's your choice. Some comfort would do you good.

[At least he can enjoy the fire]

[bostonhowler]

[The wings curl around her, making her smaller, and even less of a threat than she was. She watches him, curious at the swift change in demeanor. Brigid curses her lack of senses and her inability to see or smell as well as she could.]

Thank you... for coming out here. I really do appreciate it, Mr. Dilandau.

[She turns away, before glancing back, over her smoke-wings.]

If you need anything while you're here, I'm in House 10.

[burnburnburn]

[His lips curl in a little smile of satisfaction at the manners working]

It's been a pleasure.

[He's watching her back, and will be until she moves out of his sight]

I'll hold you to that.