Re: Innies!
That's the problem with stepping into a fight in progress. Collateral damage.
The knife, intended for another, instead found its way into Phanuel's shoulder.
"Sonovabitch," she hissed. It was never a good idea to piss off the Heavenly Host. And now she had to deal with two.
The first brunette continued to press her fingers into the Angel's neck. Which gave the unintended consequence of making full contact, like she had with Hutchins a few days ago. It gave her a clear read on the situation.
Vampire. But there was another consciousness riding shotgun. A possessed vampire? That was a new one. But how to explain the actions of her waitress? She was clearly as feral.
"And what about you?", Phanuel asked aloud this time. "What's your problem?" With one hand on the wrist holding the skillet, and the other occupied with the hand around her neck, it was tough for the Angel to get an accurate read.