Kinkerhell
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Brigitte's mind flows out, touching each of the researchers' thoughts with delicate, fleeting caresses, her mental fingers gently passing over each one in turn. The touch of her telepathy is subtle, gentle. She gets very little from each of them, but "sees" enough to know that all of them are human.
Except one.
Brigitte feels Crystal as the huntress reaches the same conclusion as Brigitte. The other woman draws her bow and nocks an arrow in a fluid motion and levels it at the man, asking him what his position is on the team. When he hesitates, Crystal demands that he show them all his true form, like he's going to willingly betray his nature simply because they demand it. Crystal lets the silence hang heavy in the air, awaiting his response.
Brigitte doesn't wait for him to answer. In a lightning-fast movement, she steps forward, seeming to blur into motion and hefts Gram, then brings the pommel of the great blade down in a vicious slam at the other man's forehead.
Except one.
Brigitte feels Crystal as the huntress reaches the same conclusion as Brigitte. The other woman draws her bow and nocks an arrow in a fluid motion and levels it at the man, asking him what his position is on the team. When he hesitates, Crystal demands that he show them all his true form, like he's going to willingly betray his nature simply because they demand it. Crystal lets the silence hang heavy in the air, awaiting his response.
Brigitte doesn't wait for him to answer. In a lightning-fast movement, she steps forward, seeming to blur into motion and hefts Gram, then brings the pommel of the great blade down in a vicious slam at the other man's forehead.