[center]Chase nodded, accepting the box from Xavier and giving him a bit of a smile. In all honesty, Xavier kind of weirded her out. Not really in a bad way, per say, but like Father Gabriel, he didn't talk too much about himself. And if he did, it was usually kind of odd. He also gave this dark vibe, but that was generally pretty normal for Hunters. They all had their fair share of trauma. Chase still remembered her first encounter with a ghost . . . nearly sent her screaming.

She followed him into the kitchen as he described a horror story experience. [b]"Well, whatever it was, I hope it still isn't here,"[/b] she dropped the food on the table and proceeded to dust her hands off. The box was probably sitting there for a little while at least. [b]"Maybe you should tell Kyra, she'd be likely to identify it. Then we can counter it and all,"[/b] she gave a bit of a rueful smile, catching Xavier staring out the window. 

She listened to him speak. The regret in his voice. . yet, he feigned to be so joyful all the time. [i]Yep. Still human.[/i]

She leaned against the counter, [b]"Yeah. I like storms too. Well, except for in the summertime. Usually Dad and I would camping and the storms would. . conflict with our plans. We got stuck in a storm once. Man, that's a story to remember."[/b]

Chase wondered how her father was doing.

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