<span style="font-family:Amaranth">Physical contact was something she tried to avoid. Sure she had kissed Goodman and it had taken a good amount of effort on her part to pull away from him. The energy that had radiated from him had been a heady thing. Had it really been that long since she had last fed the Unseelie half of her? She couldn't remember the last time. The minute the Angel's arms enveloped her in a hug, her eyes shifted to violet and she lifted them towards King. She stood there for an awkward moment before reaching up to tuck a wayward strand of Dawn's hair beind her ear.<br/>
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"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059">Thank you, Dawn</span>." She said softly, clearing her throat faintly before taking a step away. It was nothing personal with the woman. She knew the girl meant well, but Jen wasn't someone or something people should be around, Human or otherwise.<br/>
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"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059">I don't know the plan yet, King. I don't think he necessarily did it with the intention of stealing that Amulet directly. The stone in that thing can put off some serious energy and he seems sensitive to energy itself</span>." She ran a hand over her dread locs in thought. Like calls to like. She knew there was a reason why she had felt an instant connection with Goodman, just as she had with King. With King it was the Light and Dark of his nature but with Goodman, there was Fae energy surrounding him and if he had run ins with the Unseelie...<br/>
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"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059">I may need to take a little trip to see Queen Mab</span>."</span>