Nov 22, 2019 2:51 PM
Jean is Tavia's Watcher
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"Free sample. Have a try."

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Lance continues to look at the... perfume bottle... suspiciously.

He could test whether it's acid, but it's harder to rule out anything else it might do.

Except.

"I am not," he says, evenly, "going to spray myself with an unidentified substance that I know nothing about. You first."

He waits a moment, and then tosses it back.

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Is that an approving look? It might be.

Jean catches the bottle, casually, with his off hand. He sprays the inside of his wrist; tilts his head up and sprays his neck; then tosses the bottle back and raises an eyebrow at Lance.

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He watches Jean for adverse reactions for a little bit, and then does the same.

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"Thank you," Jean says, pleasantly. "That was holy water, if you're curious."

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"Ah. Interesting way to store it."

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"Very portable. I entirely recommend it."

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"I would have gone with a pepper spray bottle, but I suppose that's trickier to check people with."

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How gauchely American. "There's something to be said for looking unthreatening," Jean agrees.

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"In some cases," he replies peaceably.

He looks over at Tav.

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"You were going to explain what you were here for," she prompts Jean.

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"You're quite right. How rude I've been. My card."

The card he hands her is a trifle larger in both dimensions than a standard business card, of very good cream-colored stock. The lettering is engraved, rather than printed, in a fine calligraphic hand, elegant but not ornate: J. Dulac, in the center of the card; marquis de Sainte-Croix, just below; and in the lower corner, Watchers' Council.

"I'm here about the dreams Tavia has been having. Have you two discussed those?"

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Was that a flinch? It might have been.

"Yes," she responds bluntly.

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"You'll be happy to know that they start worse than they continue, then, I imagine."

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It takes her a moment to follow that statement around through its loops.

"That would be nice."

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"Also, I expect you'll be pleased about the supernatural powers."

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"Oh? What kind?"

(She rests a hand on Lance's leg.)

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"I will refrain from the traditional answer to that question, which involves throwing a knife at you."

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...Lance laughs.

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"That would be a poor idea, yes."

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(Tavia seems mildly amused, too, although as much at Lance as at Jean.)

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"Enhanced physical abilities. Strength, speed, dexterity, reflexes, durability, you name it. Very handy versus things that go bump in the night."

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"They are."

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"Hobby of yours?"

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