Daemon followed, jacket over his arm, trying to project concern and goodwill that would discourage interference. He couldn't afford a confrontation with the squishy locals. He caught up with Airy just as the growl sounded from the alleyway.
More instinct than anything conscious, he probed the alley with a thought and found...nothing. Something? But even if it were nothing, that "nothing" had threatened, and he tried to step between her and the dark.
His hand came up and a Red shield popped into existence between them and the alley, a smooth and translucent curve of power, to protect them from anything physical or psychic that tried to leap out at them.
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Date: 2019-10-04 06:31 pm (UTC)More instinct than anything conscious, he probed the alley with a thought and found...nothing. Something? But even if it were nothing, that "nothing" had threatened, and he tried to step between her and the dark.
His hand came up and a Red shield popped into existence between them and the alley, a smooth and translucent curve of power, to protect them from anything physical or psychic that tried to leap out at them.