[hr][hr][center][h2][color=5afc03]Sylvia Maeve[/color][/h2][img]https://sweatpantsandcoffee.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/2-Supernatural-Season-Ten-Episode-Eighteen-SPN-S10E18-Book-of-the-Damned-Charlie-Bradbury-Felicia-Day.jpg[/img][hr][color=5afc03]Location:[/color] Diner
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Mab nodded at Sierra; Rose's trust was enough for them, at least for a sit down. Quietly, they watched as Rose approached her friend, wanting to gauge what they could about her. Straining their ears to listen to her speak, she seemed friendly enough, but then again, so did mab when they were putting on a face. Still, Mab liked to think they had a good bullshit detector, and didn't pick much up from Sierra. Drumming their fingers on the table, they waited patiently for Sierra to get over here. They did notice, however, that Sierra wasn't alone, and that set Mab off immediately. Rose hadn't said anything about her.

The other girl, Mab was immediately distrustful of, since they didn't have Rose's backing. This didn't mean they were going to act like a freak if she joined Sierra when she made he way over to Mab, but it meant their guard would have to stay a bit up. This was the closest thing to a personal issue that Mab had dealt with in a while, and they didn't appreciate the notion on strangers being privy to the details of it. They had always rationalized this kind of behavior by the fact that they'd been ripped away from their parents at such a young age, finding it difficult to let people in in any capacity, for fear that they'd either abandon them, or hurt them.