Okay, that was just bizarre. Maybe the stranger wasn't drunk after all. Maybe she was mildly autistic. Echo knew about autism because they'd mistaken her extreme shyness for a form of it when she first enrolled in public school. The only reason she'd avoided being overly medicated for her supposed condition was because her mother had managed to convince them she didn't need pills.
Her back instinctively arched, and she put out both hands to gently push the other woman away. In her head, the Wolf growled a warning, and her frown of confusion turned into a scowl of annoyance when she realized her other half was stirring to sluggish consciousness. Maybe Las Vegas was bad luck for her, because this was the second time she'd heard the demon within making noise.
"Be easy," she said aloud, and she was making patting gestures in the air but not actually touching the other woman, who she had an unusual height advantage over. Just a slight one, but she was definitely having to dip her head a bit to make eye contact. "Come on, put the rebar down. Do you need me to call someone for you? A doctor, maybe?"
The kid with the pink hair had sidled out of the way amidst all the pushing, but his voice was snide when he said, "She needs a straitjacket." "Make yourself useful or get the hell out of here," Echo snapped, because while she could be painfully shy, this woman was just coming off as weird. She knew were-creatures sniffed, it was how they knew their own kind, but she hadn't been personally sniffed in ages. "Now, let's just be easy, all right?"
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on 2013-08-19 12:04 am (UTC)Her back instinctively arched, and she put out both hands to gently push the other woman away. In her head, the Wolf growled a warning, and her frown of confusion turned into a scowl of annoyance when she realized her other half was stirring to sluggish consciousness. Maybe Las Vegas was bad luck for her, because this was the second time she'd heard the demon within making noise.
"Be easy," she said aloud, and she was making patting gestures in the air but not actually touching the other woman, who she had an unusual height advantage over. Just a slight one, but she was definitely having to dip her head a bit to make eye contact. "Come on, put the rebar down. Do you need me to call someone for you? A doctor, maybe?"
The kid with the pink hair had sidled out of the way amidst all the pushing, but his voice was snide when he said, "She needs a straitjacket." "Make yourself useful or get the hell out of here," Echo snapped, because while she could be painfully shy, this woman was just coming off as weird. She knew were-creatures sniffed, it was how they knew their own kind, but she hadn't been personally sniffed in ages. "Now, let's just be easy, all right?"