Dossier Eleven

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Here's a Henrietta, wrapped up in a blanket with her violin case sitting in her lap. She's in the woods, in that little spot where she found lampflowers when Chris took her flying. The blanket is pulled right up over her head and hides most of her face. She's singing softly in German.]

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[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley wanders over, hands in the pockets of his slacks, one eyebrow raised]

...Henrietta? Is that you?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[She pokes her head out from under the blanket, revealing the characteristic little while earbuds.] Ah, hello Signore.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[a grin]

Figured most of it out already, have you?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Pulling out the earbuds now] I think so.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Good, good. Have you found anything you like on there?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I like these people. [Holds it up--Wir sind Helden, says the iPod.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

All right, we'll see if we can find more from them next time, shall we?

What have you been up to otherwise?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Ah... [Looks down--and then retreats into the blanket]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley frowns, and crouches down so that he's closer to eye level with her]

Henrietta?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[From inside the blanket] Yes signore?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

What's wrong?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I did that mission. With Elsa and Signore Luaro. And...

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[a Doctor will be making his way over, crouching down beside her]

. . . Ah? What's this, a blanket heap?

[contract_star]

[You might notice that Hei looks a bit sick.]

...Henrietta?

[got-the-stones.livejournal.com]

Henrietta? You alright?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Pokes her head out from under the blanket. No, it is a Henrietta turtle. Listening to an iPod.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Signore? Are you okay? [Peering out from under the blanket]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Peering out at you, Toph] Hello, signorina. I'm all right.

[contract_star]

Ah...I just caught a cold is all.

What about you?

[got-the-stones.livejournal.com]

You sure? How come you're hiding, then?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[...yeah, still frowning]

And?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

He... he called her useless. [Cuddles into a little ball, her head pressed again her knees.] He's the most important thing to her. Most important in the world, and he called her useless. That's... It's not... If Signore Jose ever said something like that to me...

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I finished a mission. And I'm listening to the iProd. Pod. iPod.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I'm not hiding. [Is totally hiding]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[In an effort to hide the fact that he's growing steadily more furious by the moment, Crowley takes a deep breath and lays a hand on Henrietta's shoulder (or where he figures her shoulder is, under the blanket)]

Why did he call her that? What happened?