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Vaughn Davis (shebringscurses) wrote in bellumlogs,

The slip in that smile was fractional, barely even capable of being determined or mapped by the human eye, but Vaughn knew it was there. She sensed a sinking spirit, and even if she harbored no ill will against the man, it made her own grin bloom. Still, the expression was too warm to be anything but friendly.

Had Helena and herself met? Yes, and no.

"Not yet," she murmured as barbed attention deviated to the young man who seemed soaked in discomfort as he navigated around Vlad and Jane on the way to his own mailbox. She was interested in the same fashion that any serpent was when a new rabbit strayed a little too close. Vaughn did not know him, although she was faintly aware of the possibility that he might have been in Russia.

Her concern didn't even shift to the second newcomer until he bumped into her and tried to right any offense with his hand on her arm. She didn't immediately notice that anything had changed, although she did shrink from his touch in a purely reptilian reaction.