<strong>Alfred "Al" Birche</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: School Hallway<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Godmother, Jin, Neela<br/><hr/>"Send us back to deal with them...and who the fuck knows. Take care of ourselves. I'm gonna just disappear. Any cat outside his first coat of fur can take care of himself." Though his voice started off as initially quite sharp, and a clear expression of his anger and frustration, that last sentence, that little witticism or whatever one wanted to call it, had a touch of humor. Partly, it was something he believed. Partly, he was trying to defuse his own ticking time bomb of rage with humor. Oddly enough, while one might accuse Al of being overconfident or outright arrogant, his apparent statement of being able to take care of himself seems to have come, not from arrogance or a misunderstanding as to the difficulties of such a task, but rather a quiet confidence.<br/><br/>Their Godmother, as she referred to herself, might have caught glimpses in his mind; times he had to figure out how to make his own dinner, and some times, even when he was really young, of having to try and take care of his birth mother,  because he wasn't the only one being beaten.  She might even have seen some of the books and articles he reads, thoughts he's had about 'disappearing' before.  That comment of his was not even half as off-handed as it may seem.<br/><br/>When the horn can be heard, he shudders a bit. Mori, the cute little black kitten, whines quietly, being disturbed as well.  Al, while giving the kitten what little comfort he could, with soft strokes behind the ears, would follow after the Mysterious Woman; and actually come to be by her side, a foot or so away from her. Quite suddenly, and without any fanfare whatsoever, that sword-wielding goblin-thing would just appear, walking right beside Al.<br/><br/>No, wait, it's not walking beside him. Or, not any more. The little critter is gaining speed, and moving ahead of them all.  Al, meanwhile, has this sort of far-off look in his eyes, as he's paying more attention to what Gwynn ap Nudd is seeing, his human body moving on something more akin to autopilot.