<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Nerissa's Car -> Albion's Home (after break)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Standard SOPHE uniform -> Dress Shirt and Slacks<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"A fair assessment, creeps like that are never good for anyone. At least I was there to foil them... They usually tend to do worse things to the unsuspecting." Albion hummed, closing his eyes and resting his head against the seatbelt. This was a woman who said she could handle herself earlier, but the image he saw was very different from what she advertised. Was she only pretending to know how to care for herself? Or had she just told him that so he didn't bother worrying about her?<br/><br/>At her pointed accusations, Albion snorted and folded his arms. "I like the demons with animalistic bits. Ears, tails, wings, scales, fins, a little fuzz is nice but not a requirement... I'm not counting horns because like 90% of demons have horns so it's old hat and boring." He gave a dismissive grunt. "Anyway... It's not just fox demons, but a whole lot more. But among anything I've seen, I haven't encountered your pictures yet. That's probably a good thing for you."<br/><br/>She had asked him what kind of girl he thought she was, and at that, he looked at her with a flat stare. "I'm not sure you want me to answer that seriously... But for now, you're nothing like the rumors pin you... Except the ones that portray you as too playful and flirty and quick to cause mischief... A lot of the whoring related ones tend to be started by the jealous female types and the loser males who pretend to have done something. It's why I can't be assed to remember anyone at SOPHE: Most people are forgettable and seem to only be there for their own selfish goals." He dismissed the greater majority of them, with only a handful being worth knowing. At her offer, he spy shool his head. "It's been a long day and I've had enough excitement for one day. After some quiet drinks, I'm going to head home."<br/><br/>The car ride was slow, uneventful, but peaceful. It was little more than what he could hope for, especially with Nerissa driving. "I've had an unfriendly life in my teens growing up. Over the years I've made friends with a few demons and helpful humans outside of SOPHE. Mostly drinking buddies but some are acquaintances. I want to put an end to whatever force it is that's standing against SOPHE... I just don't want to sit around and wait for the big shots to pull their collective heads out of their asses and actually takd the fight to them." He exhaled quietly, looking away. "What I do is none of your concern, Nerissa... Just, don't worry about it. I have my reasons for it." It was the most dismissive, dodgy answer ever; He really did not want to go into specifics. Even the spell didn't stop him, it only confused him that someone else risked their life to deter him...<br/><br/>The trip seemed to be going well for the most part, at least until Nerissa had turned the AC off to open a window. It was probably a good idea, given the windows had been closed a while and they probably smelled of mild alcoholic beverages and other things from the club. However, nearly running a sign over was enough to jolt Albion from just watching the scenery pass. "What was that all about?" He asked, as Nerissa parked the car and... Mentioned needing a walk or to order a cab. "You know, I can just dr- Nerissa?" Watching her stumble as she exited the car, he hurried to unbuckle his seatbelt and opened the car door, rushing around the vehicle to crouch down over Nerissa.<br/><br/>She tried to mumble his name, while his eyes scanned her features. Unfocused eyes, staggered breathing, sweating... All familiar symptoms. Before long she was unconscious, trying to reach for him somewhere he wasn't. He could worry about the how and the why later, but for now, she needed to be brought somewhere else. Scooping her up gently, he moved back to her car and set her gently in the Passenger's Seat, taking the time to buckle her up before he circled around to the Driver's Seat. Deadline was very much off the table now, but at least they weren't too far from his place in the Residential Districts. Looking behind, he backed the vehicle up, before driving out of the parking space and making a left at the next intersection, driving away from where they were originally headed to move somewhere else...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Some time had passed since Albion had brought the sleeping Nerissa upstairs. Sometime during the ride, he had been caught off-guard by her turning back into her fox form, but his driving had been safe and measured enough that it wasn't a big concern. Once inside the humble abode, Albion had taken the sleeping fox to his bed room, setting her upon the bed before locating a towel for her to rest upon. At some point he needed to call and get an opinion about her state, which thankfully did not take too long to obtain once her state had been admitted.<br/><br/>For now, Albion sat behind the bed, leaning against the back of his chair while one arm reached out to gently brush the sleeping fox form'd Nerissa. Part of her had been covered by the towel, leaving the rest of her exposed to a standing, low-power fan to try and keep her cool until she could wake up. A dish of cold water sat on the night table once she was conscious enough to drink, but until then there was no telling when she would wake up.<br/><br/>"... What a first meeting this has turned out to be. Starting to think I should have just sent you home..." He mumbled quietly, letting his fingertips dig gently behind her ears, bestowing the sleeping vixen with each scritches as he sighed. "Hmph... This wouldn't have happened if I was keeping a closer eye on you..." He berated himself quietly.