Location- City (hospital)<br/>Time- One thirty p.m.<br/>Players- Syn and Angel<br/><br/>Angel's jaw tense only for a moment as she got used to the nearly overwhelming smells that came from around her. Her steps not making a sound even on the stone floor below her feet. She sent the spirits out around her to search for anything out of the ordinary. Letting Syn speak with the woman at the desk. Though Angel took in different details about her, her stance, her scent, the way she spoke. Every detail filed away should the young vampire try and turn against them. Even if it would only be her own foolish end.<br/><br/>As Syn asked her to go check on the babies Angel nodded,<strong>"Of course.</strong>' her words simple as she headed straight for the newly born children. As she entered the room her steps slowed. Her hands trailing the wall as she took in the energy around her. One by one she went to the small sleeping children. The small pink and wiggly beings content to lay and wait for their caretakers. As she came to the third one she stopped as it started to cry. One hand came out and lightly touch the warm skin.<strong>"Shhhh....your alright."</strong>she said before gently picking it up. The other children started to get fussy, perhaps from their own will and want to be held as well.  Rocking the child light in her arms she started to sing lightly. An old Italian lullaby  filled the room, her voice smooth, and beautiful. The other children started to calm, it seemed despite her stiff nature the old vampire still had the ability to call upon a motherly touch. Perhaps it was do to all the others she had looked after and help raise...helped teach. Maybe something more, what ever it was certainly worked here.<br/>