[At the same time Angel steps out of the side room, she is followed by your friendly(?) neighborhood ex-failsafe. Her suit of armor is no more, leaving her in the same jeans and t-shirt combo, with a matching VILE logo to boot. She's got no jacket though. A bit chilly in here.
Cassandra keeps to herself, when she isn't around Angel; giving people a wide-berth, enough for them to get their bearings. Watching, keeping watch. She doesn't start any conversations but if you catch her against a wall, or standing outside looking out at the ocean, she'll talk to you. Maybe with a tinge of reluctance.
It's a fine day, at least, to remember who she is again.]
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Cassandra keeps to herself, when she isn't around Angel; giving people a wide-berth, enough for them to get their bearings. Watching, keeping watch. She doesn't start any conversations but if you catch her against a wall, or standing outside looking out at the ocean, she'll talk to you. Maybe with a tinge of reluctance.
It's a fine day, at least, to remember who she is again.]