<strong>Betty</strong><br/><br/>It was then Cath just left, she was not being rude, the matter of finding Betty somewhere to live was less of issue than dealing with the matter at hand.  Alan too began without panicking anyone started to gently cajole the more vulnerable folks to a safer point in the party some of them toward the Pub.<br/><br/>Graham looked to the members of the other pack, and though Laura and his children were ultimately important to him, he was aware that the pack and many of the others here would make sure they were alright. He knew that there was other work he must attend to. After all it appeared that these people were those that lived within his territory.<br/><br/>The fact that Betty was new to this and likely had less control than most of the others…Alan’s daughter who herself was being given certain ‘jobs’ away from where the trouble might me.<br/><br/>The Lawyer looked at Betty, “Please would you make sure they are alright, I would appreciate it. I don’t expect there is too much to worry about, but sometimes it’s better to be careful.” Certainly considering the enemies some of the Vagabonds had.<br/><br/><strong> Vanessa</strong><br/><br/>Emily thanked Vanessa and looked at the Uratha, her eyes were pale, yet they were so deep and thoughtful and kind, still there was something even more behind them. She was not entirely human. Yet whatever she was appeared to be caring, and genuine. The geist indeed did go to find her daughter and get her to safety.<br/><br/>Vanessa could see that there was no panic going on but certain ‘weaker and vulnerable’ members of the Vagabonds and the locals were almost being herded. This was of course done calmly and without panic in fact she only noticed it because she understood some of the pack.<br/><br/>There was no immediate danger but it was obvious at least here no one wanted any trouble.<br/><br/>She could here the shouting and it was becoming more aggressive and it was certainly more than just a couple of drunks.  She was aware of Bronwen and the new Uratha as the tall Welshwoman  turned her gaze in Vanessa’s direction. Nothing more was needed. For now everything appeared to be under control, though from that which she could here that might not be for long.<br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Sam</strong><br/><br/>“Well that will put you in the boss’s good books, helping out I mean, as long as they are not your friends.” For a short time Bronwen sniffed the air and listened, then gave a nod to Alan. “At the moment all we are doing is getting the kids and the like to the pub without any trouble.  You and I should maybe keep a watch on the ones that are coming.” Her eyes briefly flicked to the scout Vanessa but that was imperceptible to almost anyone.<br/><br/>“I am not sure how much trouble there will be, but they sound more than just the usual pissed off drunks.”<br/><br/>Sam could hear more now, and though not the words, there was aggression and more than a handful.<br/>