You can run on for a long time...

[of_rageandruin]

Romana is... not quite hunting. Because hunting implies that she intends to kill something (at least, when it's Romana). She is, however, stalking through the basement like some great predatory cat, searching for one person in particular. She knows who fixed the elevator in the first place, when it was destroyed. Therefore, she has a pretty good

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[techniclybrill]

Tosh blinks a little, because she really hadn't expected to be randomly accosted in the lobby by someone she's never met before. The name rings a bell, though, and Tosh's expression shifts from confused to just a little cautious.

She has no particular feelings for the woman one way or the other, but she's well aware that there are quite a few people who aren't fond of her for one reason or another, many of them probably with good reason.

"Did you need something?" There should probably be a 'nice to meet you' or something in there, but she's a little distracted from politeness by the way the woman's holding her arm. She resists the urge to try and yank it away.

[of_rageandruin]

Romana's smile doesn't waver, but somehow that just makes it... more unsettling. There's something more than a little predatory about it. "Yes, thank you." Romana skims over Tosh's surface thoughts to confirm that yes, she was the one who shut down the elevator, and then continues, "I'll ignore the fact that you enacted a quarantine here without actually speaking to anyone with any authority here. I just need you to start up the elevator again. One trip, up and down."

She is, actually, very annoyed that Harkness and his kids decided to take control without speaking to her, but she can be polite. Really. Honestly. See how she's being polite? (For the moment...)

[techniclybrill]

Oh. Lovely. Just what she'd been hoping she wouldn't say.

Tosh gives her a tight smile and attempts, very carefully and subtly, to extricate her arm from Romana's grasp. It doesn't work, and just results in Romana tightening her grip just enough that it's slightly painful.

"I can't break quarantine. If no one's caught anything yet, we can't risk you bringing something in, especially when the illness is airborne. I'm sorry."

Now please let go of my arm. I'm not letting you out.

[of_rageandruin]

Romana bristles, just a bit. there's a sense of hackles going up, without any real physical change in her posture or expression, though her wings do flare just a bit away from her shoulder blades.

"I'm only going up to the lobby, and I wouldn't need to if you had bothered to warn anyone before disabling the elevator. There's a fifteen-year-old girl up there who needs me, and you will help me go up and get her."

Some first angels are capable of using their psychic abilities to twist thoughts, ever so slightly, nudge people to do what they want. Romana's abilities are nothing so subtle. Telekinesis, however, she can do very well, and a little pain to reinforce an order tends not to register as morally wrong to an angel like Romana. She reaches out with her mind and twists Tosh's arm - the forearm, not where she's holding her. Not enough to break anything, or even sprain it, but certainly enough to hurt.