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She's BADLY hurt...and Brekke barely knows her. Healing her maybe hard

Someone turned her face into pudding!

"Our bag man got him.. our SPriggan.. they live for that..." the Thallian

"So - his parents, they don't know what happened to him?"

"Oh she knows... who do you think paid to steal him? She got a percentage"

"His mother paid to have him stolen? Why?"

Brekke frowns, going to her knees by the woman...she focuses, and tries to move her broken flesh with her hands, spending her own glamour to HeatherBalm as best she can.

"Enough to keep her hooked for awhile..."

"What about the father?"

And Brekke nearly winks out

The face of the abusive lady heals.

and she groans..teeth returned.

Brekke falters, stunned.

For a moment, the park ranger may wonder why she's here.. what's ..

She settles to sit on the floor, baffled, looking around at the evidence of a fight.

Oh more than a fight, like freaking gang warfare in here.

"Where....how did I....?"

"The father... " The Thallian hisses "Dude died."

"And mom sold him for drugs. Great."

Vali blinks "Shit. Sam..you got some juice on you. Mrs. King could use some help"

"Hunh? Yeah, okay." She grabs the wounded thallain by the throat, carrying him one-handed at a distance - like a particularly nasty sock.

"Chief." She places a hand on Brekke, passing a few points of her own glamour, directly.

"Chief? I'm not...." A blink...and another...

And a deep breath as she regains her trollish hue and height, though not very strong.

A voice from outside "Hey gang, we need to get out of here before the authorities do."

"What do we do with this one?"

She pushes herself to stand. A focusing look at Dagmar and her burden. "Bring it. Frank...." She goes to help him up.

Vali hands Frank over, frozen stiff, Frank is blissfully unaware

Brekke is stricken by the sight of her frozen trueheart, but only for a moment before she becomes stoic again. A nod, and she takes him in her arms. A bit of dross taken from a pouch and broken, and she hopscotches both of them back to the ship's deck.

And soon they are all, with the THallian prisoner, on the ship.

Brekke does not wait long, nor does she demand detailed explanations. The prisoner is FIRMLY secured, but then the ship sails. "Olgar, get us home." Her tone is tense and grim.

"on it, Chief" And they guide up. On the ship, the boy glows with enchantment "Giants..and flying ships..." His eyes light up "Am i in heaven?"

"Pretty close."

"Heaven has more horses."

The giant who is captaining the ship is not of a heavenly demeanor. She looks positively grim.

"oh.." He says

And between Olgar's ugly face and Brekke's grim look, the boy quiets a bit.

"You won't be going back to her. Our friend, Ann-Marie, she'll find you a good place."

Dagmar has been on the Kestrel before, but she's never felt it fly this FAST.

The boy smiles "Boss"

And the ship flies up under the Chief's will... and in the distance, police cars...

and Aill banners

Brekke catches sight of the banners and frowns, but she's more focused on getting back onto the sky trod.

And it opens and seals

Reappearing in.. Bergen