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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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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.
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He takes stock of the situation in about half a second, and before anyone can blink, he's got Romana shoved up against a wall by the neck.
He doesn't know what happened, but he knows she did it. "Don't touch him," he growls, and it's amazing how, when pressed to it, he can actually be intimidating. Not to Romana, of course, but in general.
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Her hackles have risen now, her fangs, metaphorically speaking, bared, and she doesn't relax when Vincent speaks to her, looking like she's still contemplating lunging forward and killing Mat, or Sam, or Gwen, or whoever else happens to get in her way.
"Sooner or later, Vincent," she growls softly, "I'm going to have to start questioning your loyalty here. They put the basement under quarantine while Taylor Barnam is upstairs." Taylor is one of her adopted angel kids. Vincent should know how protective she gets of her kids. He was one of them.
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"I'm fine," Sam says with a grimace, reaching up to touch the back of his head. "Looks worse than it is."
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"Fuck," Mat whispers, and suddenly, he's scared little Mattie again, trying not to freak out. "Shit. Shit. Um... I can get you to the medical room, I want someone to, I dunno... does he need stitches, d'you think?"
Not panicking. Really.
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"There's a secondary quarantine area being organized upstairs, or she can go to a clinic where they're prepared to deal with this. She can go to either of those places and be just as safe as she would be down here, but we can't send anyone upstairs or let anyone new down."
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"We got anyone on the outside? Someone who can take care of her until it's over?"
It's not that he doesn't trust humans with her. He does, but considering her birthday's coming up and this might not be over before then, he knows they'd both would be more comfortable if she was around another angel. Sure, that angel won't be her and that's bound to make her pissy, but it's better than handing her off to some crackpot who'd freak out the second she starts growing wings.
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"Not to my knowledge. One or two local angels, but I don't know any of them beyond one conversation." She spoke at least briefly with most of the angels in town after Brando died, and Robin would have a list, but she doesn't want Taylor with strangers and she doesn't want her upstairs, she wants her here, with her. As if she's going to be able to do anything to protect Taylor from a plague.
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Placating Romana is hard, especially when it comes down to the fact that if it wouldn't compromise everyone, he'd be more than willing to shimmy his ass up that elevator shaft and grab her. Well, it works in the movies.
"We'll figure something out," he adds hastily. "Hopefully, in ways that don't involve anyone else gettin' bloodied up tonight."
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Get out of this room before she kills someone. "You know where to find me," she mutters before sweeping out of the room and down the hall, past Gwen, Sam and Mat without so much as a glance, and toward her room. Gwen watches her as she goes like she's considering lunging for her throat, but she has much better self control than certain two thousand year old angels, and stays put.
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And when that's over, he heaves the sigh of a more than slightly defeated captain and looks over at the Torchwood lot for a moment, particularly Mat.
"You've got stones, kid, but if you do that again, I'm gonna to let her break your arm."
He's out before Mat can retort to that, because he doesn't have time to concern himself with the affairs of guardians and their wards. He's got to... Find Robin, make some calls, and do something about this and hopefully once again keep Romana from killing someone.
Oh the wonders of damage control. At least it's better than paperwork.
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She turns to Mat, rising slowly to her feet. "Get him to the medical room. There should be at least one of the doctors there, and if there's not, I'll get Owen or JD."
"I don't need-" Sam begins, and Gwen turns to give him a quelling glare.
"Do I look like I care whether you need it?" Apparently when angry, Gwen is aggressively concerned about her team members. Sam decides to accept this and not argue any further.
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