[center][h3][color=009900]Blaine Moore[/color][/h3]
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[color=009900][b]Location:[/b][/color] Washington Square
[color=009900][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Genevieve Alleron [@Alfhedil][/center]

	Blaine was surveying the damage. Her eyes stoic, but also sad. On the ground a few feet from her lay the bodies of the Weres Genevieve had dispatched. And Blaine could still catch a whiff of the scent of the ones who'd fled. Her hand gripped the baton harder for a few seconds before she regained control of her raging wolf and she collapsed it and stowed it in its pouch. The Alpha raised her head and sniffed the air, searching for the scent of her wolves. When she was able to discern their presence on the winds, separating them from the smell of blood and horror, she felt a little bit at ease.

	Blaine sensed Genevieve approaching before the other woman spoke. What she said surprised Blaine, but most of all saddened her deeply. She was shocked to say the least that her newfound friend had any knowledge of the supernatural. But it was immediately outweighed by the venom in her voice when she spat the word 'werewolves' out. Blaine closed her eyes and her posture diminished a bit, her shoulders hunching. She was distraught enough to not even contemplate the implications of Genevieve having knowledge of the supernatural world, coupled with her skill set. She even missed what would have been otherwise a giveaway when Genevieve referred to the Hunters as the 'other Hunters'. As it stood she blinked once. Then twice and when she was sure the Were glow was no more present in her eyes, she turned and looked upon the other woman with sad eyes.

	[color=009900]"I'm not sure what's going on. But I know one thing."[/color] Blaine glanced at the fell Were, continuously saddened by the unnecessary waste of life. [color=009900]"These creatures were sick. Wolf, werewolf, nothing would betray their nature so much so unless it is not well for whatever reason. Putting them down was a necessity and a mercy. But I take no pleasure in it."[/color] The Alpha hesitated then stepped closer to Genevieve. [color=009900]"And you're very welcome. I wouldn't..."[/color] She started to say something, her eyes darkened and reconsidering she just shook her head. [color=009900]"You're right, we should try to help the injured. I don't have my supplies with me, but we can at least escort people to ambulances. Help with triage."[/color] Blaine could hear the wail of sirens all around them. The sound almost managed to suppress the cries of pain and shock and horror.