Exton

Bruha. It is time to lay Chloe down for a nap in the back room.

Pandora gives him a look and he smiles gently. Chloe pouts, working up to a whimper. She begins to cry and reach for mamacita. Pandora picks up her daughter who hides her face in Pandora's hair. Ob feels the laughter in their daughter at "playing tired and cranky".

When Keon excuses himself and moves through the crowd, Silk rises and begins to glide after him. She pauses and leans close to Cassie. The nymph burps loudly and stands wobbily. She leans on Silk and allows herself to be led to the kitchen behind the bar. As soon as the door closes, Silk taps on a door. Keon opens it, allowing them into the back room.

Ob grins at Keon. "Your woman acts drunk as well as my daughter acts cranky."

A brilliant flash of teeth and a quick frown, Keon slides an arm around Cassie.

"So... she is going to try again. The best defensive room is the babies' room. It is centrally located in the building and already spelled. The cellar would be a problem if she has burrowers in her employ."

Ob looks at Pandora and Silk. "The spells cast when we first came here. The ones against that fanatic and his men... can they be retapped? I know there are still remnants of it in the Wards. I feel them every time I go to stone."

Alise sits close to Stoney, hiding her face in her hair. Tara and Tomas whimper softly, touching her face. Stoney kisses the top of her head, nuzzling gently.
Chaton, shhhhhh.

Pandora squares her shoulders, eyes flashing. Ob rests a hand on his wife's lower back.

The gargoyle brothers look at each other. They nod, faces grim.

"No one is going to take our bebes, Mon Chaton. NO one. We have so much magic in the wards... all we have to do is tap it."

She raises a tear streaked face to Stoney. Before she can speak, he rests a finger gently against her lips. "Listen to us, Alli. This is your Re'mi telling you, not a gargoyle. No one is taking you or our children away from me. I speak also for Josephito and Keon."

A soft voice cuts across the conversation. "Monty and I danced the spells eento the tavern eetself.  Those are protection spells. We need sometheeng to capture the shadow, or anyone she sends for the babees"