He was a man on a mission, she could tell. The set of his shoulders, the look on his face - he was almost vibrating with angry energy. There was a certain darkness to him although she could tell he wasn’t the trouble plaguing Beacon Hills currently. Perhaps that was his problem. She blew out a waft of smoke, giving herself a moment to think about it. Calypso had already said a few times that she was interested in keeping Beacon Hills safe and she was; perhaps they could use her help in dealing with their problem. At the least, she could investigate.
Crushing the cigarette and disposing of it thoughtfully, she made her way over. Gliding like she was liquid in motion, she offered him a small but knowing smile. “You look like a man on a mission, darling. But we could all use a little help.”
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