Moonlight Nocturne

"I'll show you tomorrow!" she says. These are such awesome people. "... Natasha won't mind, right?"

 

"She doesn't need to know." Miriam replies.

 

"..." Looking at Nick for approval. So, they're going to be sneaky?

 

"Know what?" Gabriel asks, arms crossed and looming like the tower of London over the girls.

 

Nick blanches slightly as Gabriel steps into the room. "Uuuuuh."

 

"....nothing." Miriam pouts.

 

Elena squeaks, whipping out her knife and jerking back into the wall, eyes wide. She might be a little jumpy.

 

Gabriel gives Elena a long calm look. He slowly raises an eyebrow at her and stares at her a moment longer. Finally he opens his mouth to speak "Miriam?" He asks while still facings the other girl "know what?"

( Nick and Miri both follow Elena with their eyes, bright and focused for a moment before their gazes return to Gabriel. )

 

"Nothing, Mr. Wilkins." Miriam crosses her arms.

 

"If it were nothing, you would have not said said nothing. So... I'm waiting for the real answer. " Gabriel says unbudging.

 

Miriam raises her chin, challenge in her face.

 

Nick puts his face in his hands and groans. "Elena wants a bigger knife? For hunting?"

 

Gabriel nods "hunting what?"

 

Elena swallows, dropping her eyes submissively. This isn't her territory, and Gabriel is... really intimidating, to be honest. She regrets pulling away from Miriam now, or she would have her hand to squeeze.

"... ... monsters," she says, unhappily. Don't get in trouble for her, Miriam.

 

Gabriel nodd and smiles "Monsters huh? Well that wasn't hard was it?" He drops his arms and smiles brightly " So what kind of knife you want?"

 

Elena squirms a bit, edging closer to Miriam. Gabriel intimidates her more than a bit, even as she's smiling tentatively up at him. "... a Bowie knife. I think. A big one, for slashing, that won't break easy."

 

Gabriel nods "for hunting monsters? You sure you can swing that big a knife little lady?"

 

Miri reaches over to squeeze her hand.

 

Elena squeezes back, moving close so her shoulder bumps Miriam's, her cheeks flushing with temper. "... I slit the vampire's throat. I'm not a kid."

She's short, but she's not little. She's not helpless. She hates it when people act like she is, just because she's young and small.

"... I need something that will extend my reach. Because my arms are short."

 

Gabriel keeps his genuine smile and waves his hands in front of himself defensively " I ain't saying you are " he drawls out " just that you need a different tool for the job."