<span style="color: #0080FF"> Audriana sighed. She knew she could count on him, though it seemed he was a pet he was one true friend and so very loyal to her. She started to gather up the little things that were left out and then went to step outside and enjoy some fresh air before the went back on the road. The night air was cold but she felt moisture in it. There was a river nearby, just what she needed. She gave a motion to Crowley that he knew to mean she would be back and she headed for the river. She needed to refresh herself, being a nixie and staying on land was hard to do but she preferred it. She had her life on the land.<br/><br/>She reached the river and removed her clothing, boots, and hat and dipped in it. The water was cold but she could feel the pleasure of home as it ran across her skin, smooth and ever so refreshing. Her blue hair flowed right along with the running water and then she stopped, upstream she heard music, a playful tune but suddenly it stopped. She shrugged it off and went back to enjoying the cold ripples as if it were a hot bubble bath after a long days work. Finally she finishes and returns back to the caravan and waits for Crowley to report the readiness of the troupe.</span><br/><br/>************************<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000"> Taffia was caught off guard at the fact that he noticed her. She hadn't realized she had stepped out of trees and into view while listening to his song. She wanted to turn and run again, thinking he may be like them. But then she saw a certain, difference, in his eyes and it made her stop. She was stuck there not knowing to turn or stay. Since she seemed to be stuck in that decision a thought occurred to her. She wanted to read his thoughts, see if he would hurt her. She wouldn't control him, just read him. She closed her eyes and tried, but it was as if he knew and he pushed her out. The force from his mind to hers felt as if a physical push back and she stepped back and stared wide eyed at the man.<br/><br/>She didn't know what to think now, this is the first time she encountered someone, besides her mother, who could block their mind from her's. She stepped back even more scared now, still looking at the man, "I'm...I'm...s-sorry didn't mean to intrude." She stepped back again but her foot caught a branch and she fell. Her ankle was sprained, she could feel it, she hid her face and cried "I'm sorry, please don't hurt me I didn't mean any harm!" </span>