[center][h3][color=forestgreen]Angel Hardwicke[/color][/h3]
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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Castle Street Café
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] Tobias [/center][hr][hr]



[i][color=0076a3]"Mornin Angel. I don't usually see you here."[/color][/i]

Angel had been gazing out of the window, lazily stirring her milkshake with her straw when Tobias sat opposite her. She was slightly surprised - what little she knew of Toby was that he generally kept to himself. Not that she minded he'd sat down - she offered up a smile in welcome. Toby looked like he could use some company anyhow - he looked more tired than she felt.

[color=forestgreen][b]"Yeah, I usually take my drinks to go. But my brother kindly woke me up on my morning off, so here I am."[/b][/color] She explained, taking a bite of her sandwich as her mind drifted back to the last time she'd seen Toby - the night before.

Swallowing her mouthful, and return the nod with a smile as Daniel passed their table, Angel paused somewhat hesitantly before continuing to speak.

[color=forestgreen][b]"So, that was really... something last night. Have to say, I wasn't expecting some druid-type shit to go down. Well... I wasn't sure what to expect actually."[/b][/color] Angel said in a low tone, glad that they were parked somewhere quiet where nobody could hear their tale - Grimbold was pretty strict when it came to emphasizing how secret their second lives should be. [b][color=forestgreen]"And judging by everyone's faces when they changed back, I'm guessing you weren't expecting it either? This is the first time he's done it, right?"[/color][/b] She asked, the thought of more animals being brutally murdered like that creeping her out even more. 

Jeez, fair enough you do it in a slaughterhouse - but the idea of Grimbold stabbing a little bunny to death on a stone slab in the middle of the woods, all while cackling maniacally as he sent it's soul to Cthulu or something, wasn't a nice one.