Ninovan (Hypernaturals 10)

Requisite Fang Display

The plan is fairly simple, as it is mostly improv based on the reactions of the women they are going to talk to.

In our first improv, when Saint Sagis and her pet Vampire appeared unto them, it ended up with Morgan causing these ladies RV to be carted from Galveston to here. The Saint set them up in this RV park. After all the events in Galveston, she wanted them out of easy access to their old stomping grounds and infrastructure, but near enough to us that we could keep an eye on them.

It was not even an unfunded mandate. The Saint said, 'You must go!', and Morgan then paid for everything to make it happen. Not like they could afford it. They must have spent all their money on the scheme. The one we foiled.

In New Orleans, Morgan and I made a second appearance to the witchy sisters to 'knock' them back onto the path we chose for them. These four women plotted to do things that would hurt Angel, so Morgan and I have no compunctions about forcing them to live a 'new and righteous' life path of our choosing. We made the sisters work at local charities to make amends for what they did. We forbade them from messing with the local magic community.

We visited the local magic shop proprietor and told him to steer clear of them too. Another 'Saint Sagis and her pet Vampire' production. We bought some amazing Dashiki's to soften the blow of the threat we were making to him. Jessica says they are really called 'Dansiki'. Apparently, she and Helen went to Africa on one of their early adventures. The clothes she bought from back then long gone. That made me sad: I realized that meant I am going to way outlive my favorite Superhero T-Shirts.

The sisters live in their crappy relocated Avion trailer. They mostly seem to sit and poke at the fire when they are not at work or sleeping. After our second appearance, they assumed they are under divine surveillance full time and have behaved.

Divine. Morgan. Same thing.

We parked the truck well away from their Avion. Morgan and I found a pair of trees in the line of sight of the front of the decrepit trailer they lived in. Binoculars in hand, we climbed the little trees. Vera looked at the trees and decided to stay in the truck, grumbling about show off Vampires. She could hear everything, the same as us, no special hearing required because we are on a conference call. Our phones carefully on mute in case one of us laugh or sneeze. The phone Jessica carried in her shirt pocket would transmit everything to our conference call. Jessica has on a western shirt with a snap up front and pockets. On her, it is sexy as hell, because I knew it would come off with such ease. Not all the snaps are done. She has on no bra either, because she changed in the truck. All part of selling the girlfriend line. The Amazon Vampire Girlfriend.

Morgan and I can see from our perch that there are two women in front of the RV. As usual, they are tending their little campfire and sitting in lawn chairs. The other two sisters are no in evidence, but neither is their beater car.

Angel and Jessica walked up to them, arm in arm, and the former priestesses looked up and appeared annoyed at anyone bothering them. As if they are doing anything other than poking at a campfire. Important work when you can get it.

"Hi. You may not know me to look at me, but you have been involved in my life in a deep and confounding way. Your youngest sister's son tried to steal my daughter away from me and rape her. My name is Angel. I am an Astral."

That opening speech is one of the few pre-planned lines.

The oldest sister, ever the spokesperson said: "Go away. You caused us enough trouble already."

"Really?" Angel scoffed. "I caused YOU trouble? How do you figure that?" Angel reflected their annoyance back on them and charged them interest.

"Because of you, we sit here for the rest of our lives. We get out of line even a little, we get screwed to death by a Vampire. Literally ripped in two sexually." One sister complained.