[centre][b][h1][color=coral]Callie[/color][/h1][/b]

[color=coral]"things are going to get complicated, aren't they?"[/color][/centre]

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[color=coral]"Hold that thought, there's an ass on my porch"[/color] Callie said quite matterfactly, rising. It was perhaps all the more amusing because it seemed strange that Callie, such the motherly, nice type, would use such language, but with Samael it was an exception. She started to the door even before the fallen angel started to call out, checking her charm was still tucked under her shirt. Grimacing at the knocking on the door, when Samael was well aware she kept it unlocked until she went to sleep-although perhaps her magic protectign the inn was enough to keep him at bay, [color=coral]"Alexis? Here's a learning opportunity for you. Come, tell me what you think Samael is"[/color] She said brightly, turning to the girl and smiling. 

She opened the door, taking in the sight of Sameul holding a boy, as if the boy would run away. It seemed quite likely. She frowned as she studied the child. [i]a witch[/i] She thought, pleasently. A child. If Zoe was sending the boy to her, chances were he didn't have any parents. And he appeared sickly. [color=coral]"Oh, well, come in then"[/color] She said, stepping back, holding tigre to her as the ktiten wriggled, seeking the mysterious of outside. 

[color=coral]"Have a seat, I'll make some hot chocolate"[/color] She said, looking over her shoulder [color=coral]"Hold tight to the boy. He'll try and flee if he can"[/color] She said, moving to the kitchen, and making more hot chocolate, and gathering her bearings. She glanced up to the rooms above her, but there was silence from Abigale and Remus, and she hoped that girl and pup had fallen asleep. Returning with the cups, she handing them to Samael and the boy, giving the latter a smile. [color=coral]"Well, I am Callie, and this inn is my phone. You appear sickly, if you tell me whats wrong, I can help you"[/color] She said softly, wanting to make sure the boy wasn't going to pass out on them. He apepared to have had a hard life. 

Without a thought, she handed him Tigre, the kittne mewing as she did so. [color=coral]"Samael, if your intention is to get me to take the boy in, even if it is on Zoe's orders, its a low blow. You know full well I'll help him."[/color] She had no choice, a witch child running around unsupervised? But it wasn't merely that. Callie simply yearned for children. She sighed softly.