Re: Bast/Baron Samedi/Maman Brigitte - 10pm by the snack table/Tipua
"Oh, I never doubted, husband, but I do think mon petit cher is the one who actually brought it," she teased, the glint in her eye matching her words. Still, she greedily wrapped her hands around the tooth, one hand passing over Bast's head in thanks as though she were merely a house cat and not a goddess in her own right. Then Maman pocketed the overly large incisor, to do with what she pleased once they had a little more freedom and privacy that the current environment did not currently allow for.
"Now, I do believe an exit is in store. Y'all feeling up to clearing a path so I don't break a nail? Or a stitch, for that matter..." She glanced over her shoulder, looking at the path that seemed fairly clear but for the dog-like creatures currently attacking a group that was carrying some poor girl who'd been dumped out of a bag at the beginning of the proceedings.