<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts1-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Abigail "Abby" Holden<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Human/Slayer<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Redemption<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>River, Rae (mentioned)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Since he kept talking, and told her to hold onto her weird instincts, she supposed she was forgiven and that put a shy, but friendly, smile on her face. If he'd been from Homestead she'd have been ready to run, but stories had it that men here were different. The men in Homestead often spoke of the men of Redemption with derision and scorn...in Abby's book that made them something to be admired until they proved otherwise!<br/><br/>"No, not just engines, she said while shaking her head slightly a new trepidation working it's way into her consciousness when he mentioned the Holdouts working together. "What sort of treasure trove? And what, precisely, do you need worked on? I can't tell you if I can fix it if you don't tell me what needs fixing," she added.<br/><br/>As she spoke she glanced around the room. The redhead had told the other man to bring the men of Homestead in half an hour and she wasn't sure how long ago that was. There were so many people to see in this place that her sense of time was off! Scouting the room she shifted on her feet slightly, turning her body so that she could see the door,<em>and</em>still talk to River. The longer she stood there, however, the more tense she was starting to become as well.<br/><br/>She was ready to bolt at the first sign of one of the Homestead men. By now they'd likely realized she was gone and she was surprised there hadn't been some sort of outcry from them yet.<br/><br/>"As for the Holdouts working together, if that's your aim, you probably don't want me along. The men of Homestead don't have much love for me," she admitted with an unapologetic shrug and a darkening of her eyes that dared him to question her before she muttered under her breath, "And no matter what happens they are going to like me even less before they leave."<br/><br/>The last was meant for herself and had her looking around once more. She spotted the redhead and wondered just who the woman she was talking to was. She looked important and Abby hoped that meant she was Enclave, she was also a woman which made Abby hope she'd have sympathy for her plight. If not...well she had her own back up plans if not.