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<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Carmen Castillo</span></span><br/>
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As he'd neared, rather than her usual reaction of shrinking away, Carmen felt completely at ease. She regarded him when he got close, letting her eyes wander over his face, trying to gauge if he was genuine and also simply wanting to look at him in general. Shaking her head at herself, she'd gazed down at the book when he'd opened and presented it and at what she saw, at what he told her, so many things began to click into place. Her mother had always told her about celestials, that Carmen herself had been conceived in the hopes of being a protector. Her mother had always told her there would be others, that they would all flock to the city that she'd been raised in, but Carmen had given up hope and taken up law enforcement instead. It was natural for her, to protect, to put her life on the line for those around her, no matter how rough around the edges she was. She was blunt, she was direct, but she was caring. "Incredible.." she breathed as she looked down at the book, but as one of them changed to red and Gyran's upset reaction, Carmen's hand instinctively shot to hover over the handle of her pistol. Smith, who'd been lounging on the floor, sprang to his feet and pressed himself against Carmen's side, eyes alert as they both tried to assess the threat. "What's wrong?" She asked.
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</blockquote><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><h1 class="advBBCode"><b>Gyran</b></h1>​</div><i>Tagging: Carmen<br/>
Time of day: Night<br/>
Mentioned: Chloe Williams</i><br/><br/>"A firstborn is in danger." He reveals. Gyran grabbed his case and moved into the living room. Placing it on the table he opened it and pulled out a crossbow and arrows. On the tip of every arrow he had inscribed a glyph. He couldn't say for certain what he was up against so he just grabbed all arrows.<br/><br/>"Heavengoods store down at King's Way." He recalled from the map as he finally straightened up. Fully equipped now. "You know this place?"<br/>Part of him wanted to do it alone, he feared for her safety, yes she could smash a few tables but when it came to the undead, she was a novice. Then again, he rather not a hail a cab for the street routes were still strange to him...on another look, he had the Sage, he could always refer to it as some form of GPS. No it was best she was by his side, what if she's attacked while he's gone off to play hero. It'd be like the greedy dog and the water.<br/><br/>Her dog race to the door eager to get started, brave pup. He smirked as he made for the door.<br/>"You folks remains in the car once we get there." He said his back to her. Luckily she was behind him so he won't have to see her expression. He had a feeling he won't stay fixed on his decision if he glanced at her.<br/><br/>"I'm not gonna risk one for another. "