[ Natalia kicks off her heels then brings her legs up under her and sideways, angling to face Butcher and brushing his thigh with her knees. ] So, more or the less the same story. He said you kidnapped Translucence, that Hughie was the babysitter and also the one to detonate the bomb inside the supe. And he also confirmed the guy was a creep; I take it he used that invisibility for fucked up uses?
Habit. Aligning stories to get a better understanding of you and your motives. [ Natalia's shoulders pop up into a quick shrug. As she gives her drink a swirl, the redhead adds -- ] Sometimes talking helps; Hughie's no longer with us, here, so stories will have to suffice.
[ She holds that gaze, equal parts empathetic and calculating. ] I can relate to killing others with a means to the end. With vengeance in mind. I can also relate to killing because it's the job. But it would seem that your intentions were well meant; removing evil.
[ Natalia cants her head slyly to one side, brow barely arched. ] You still haven't my name. [ A beat and with a one-handed finger quote -- ] My "supe" name.
[ Natalia uncurls herself and sets the drink aside. She draws near enough to lowly rumble in Butcher's ear, scratching lightly at his beard with a set of nails. ] Why don't you tell me which room is yours and I'll show you what they call me? Unless, of course, you'd rather keep drinking...
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[He wrinkles his nose up. About the only decent goddamn thing he heard was he was invested in his kid. The rest? Bloody disgusting.]
Why so curious, by the way?
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[ Natalia cants her head slyly to one side, brow barely arched. ] You still haven't my name. [ A beat and with a one-handed finger quote -- ] My "supe" name.
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Yeah, you're right... What do you call yourself, love?
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