Exton

Stoney sees the man spit in Ob's face and jumps the bottom rail. His feet hit the floor with a thud, making people turn to face him. His face is closed and he feels Alise waken and closes part of his mind around hers, keeping her close, singing their promise. He doesn't want her to see what he is about to do.
He reaches for the man, grey fingers closing around the shifter's throat. Stoney lets his fingers press, then grips the front of his collar, lifting him from the chair. As his feet leave the floor, the shifter struggles.

"*Vous pensez que Jean-Marc vous détruira ? Vous n'avez pas dû avoir affaire avec moi, le petit homme" His voice is cold, hissing. The man stops, staring into the dark pits of Stoney's eyes.

"Where is she? We know you gave her to Jean-Marc. Your shirt is ripping, little man. If I pick you up again, it will be by your throat. Speak while you can. I do not have my brother's patience."

The man's shirt tears through and he lands on the floor, shreds of fabric in Stoney's fingers. Stoney flicks them away and lunges for the man. He scrambles back as Ob grabs Stoney.

"Bro... NO!" Ob drags Stoney back, The sun is higher. Ob can feel it pulling at him. Stoney is ignoring it, even as it is slowing him down. He forces Stoney from the room and up to the Widow's Walk. We need to go stone Bro... rest, touch Alise, tell mon fleur we are coming....  we are coming."

Stoney closes himself off to everyone, touching Alise, soothing her fears. As stone takes him, he sings to her.

I won't stop Alli. I will find you and bring you home.


*You think Jean-Marc will destroy you? You have not had to deal with me, little man.