Pedro grins when Jane refers to him as Padre. "Yes, I managed to get our friend fixed up quickly. That brodkil beat him within an inch of his life and may have killed him if my brave friend Dark Energy hadn't stepped in." Pedro gestures to Dark Energy. "Everyone else here came over to keep me safe while I healed him, but none of us were attacked."
The psi-stalker medic nods and continues to smile cheerfully. "That's great, glad to hear I don't have to cart anyone off. Thanks for being there Padre! I don't know how we'd manage if we didn't have you priests around town. So if that's it...." She turns to get back in the truck when she sees the fennodi deputy standing nearby. "Oh, hello Deputy Furanno, nobody's hurt over here anything else you need us for?"
Deputy Furanno stands a bit short for the average fennodi, a mere 6 feet 10 inches. apart from the alien shape to his head and face, the rest of him looks like a picture of your average cowboy stretched out a bit. He wears cowboy boots, dusty denim pants, a leather vest with a deputy badge pinned to it over his long sleeved shirt. The sleeve on his right arm is tucked beneath the strange bracer he wears on his right hand. Jane is the only one who notices the glint of an amulet from beneath his yellow bandana as he tips his hat to the psi stalker. As he answers Dark Energy realizes that his eye sockets actually swivel and give the fennodi a look like some sort of alien chameleon.
"No ma'am, everyone is fine over thar too. I just need to speak with the dogboy here if you don't mind." The voice is slightly childlike, and if one were drunk it might be hard for the average person to take seriously. He waves for the dogboy to cross the street with him so they can have a degree of privacy. The psi-hound is no longer as perky as he was when the psi-stalker first showed up, but he cooperates and steps gingerly across the street to speak with the D-Bee.
The psi-stalker leans against the front of the ambulance and watches the Fennodi and the dogboy for a few moments before looking back at the group. She looks at Fae'lin and sizes her up, as if considering something.
Tom the Fanboy
Enthusiasm over Accuracy!
"You should totally put that in your signature Tom. You drain 1d10 investigators per round." -Dustman