( He interjects in a warning tone, right up until he realizes she's not actually assembling a highly lethal flurry of darts to ninja-star at his face or some such bullshit. After a wary moment watching her with absolute mistrust, curiosity begins to eat at him.
He edges closer, inch by inch, just enough so that he can get a better perspective on her toothpick message.
BAD MAN.
Bad man.
The man on the phone, with his face, bad. Something's clicking into place — something that would click faster if it weren't for the fact that he just watched her regrow a hand. He's come a long way in terms of accepting that not all things non-human are inherently bad. An angel is his best friend; a vampire is his brother now, by choice rather than blood. But all the same, old habits die hard, and he'd be wary of her, knowing what she can do, even if she hadn't just attacked him.
The gun still doesn't come down. His finger's off the trigger at least, but it's not enough. Not yet. )
Yeah? Well, from where I'm standing, you're not all that great yourself, sister.
( Considering the handful of near-death experiences he just had, maybe bad man is the real victim here? )
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Hey, hey, hey-
( He interjects in a warning tone, right up until he realizes she's not actually assembling a highly lethal flurry of darts to ninja-star at his face or some such bullshit. After a wary moment watching her with absolute mistrust, curiosity begins to eat at him.
He edges closer, inch by inch, just enough so that he can get a better perspective on her toothpick message.
BAD MAN.
Bad man.
The man on the phone, with his face, bad. Something's clicking into place — something that would click faster if it weren't for the fact that he just watched her regrow a hand. He's come a long way in terms of accepting that not all things non-human are inherently bad. An angel is his best friend; a vampire is his brother now, by choice rather than blood. But all the same, old habits die hard, and he'd be wary of her, knowing what she can do, even if she hadn't just attacked him.
The gun still doesn't come down. His finger's off the trigger at least, but it's not enough. Not yet. )
Yeah? Well, from where I'm standing, you're not all that great yourself, sister.
( Considering the handful of near-death experiences he just had, maybe bad man is the real victim here? )