Desiree couldn't help but laugh internally at his assurance that she didn't need to hide anything. She already knew that she was a problem, and knew that it was something that wouldn't change any time soon. If at all.

What she could do was unnatural, as had been beaten into her skull for the first few years of her life. She had no idea how he would takethis, but she just sighed, that breath heavy, before just flicking her wrist away from her. As she did so, a small mini twister formed, but there wasn't much more damaging than a decent breeze.

She let it hang there for a few seconds before canceling it out, ready for him to lash out at her as her family had.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Deisree was silent before sighing, again, and signing something.

..... My very genetics tell me that it's wrong, that I can't exist, that I shouldn't exist. She told him honestly.

Every day is a task, a challenge. I'm at war with myself, and I mean that in the most literal way. She added, knowing full well that she wasn't giving all the information.

So... while I hide what I CAN do, I also hide what I am.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Desiree hesitated before just looking away for a moment. She didn't know what it was that she could say exactly, and she knew that she had to - he had a right to know, considering how she could see how he wasn't completely human himself - before hooking the hair she kept in front of her face behind her ear. She paused, hesitating, before looking back to him, showing him what she hid.

Her right eye was notably lighter than her eft, almost a white.

Because my bio-dad she started, having picked the term up over the years, is a hunter.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Desiree nodded, the hair she'd hooked loosely behind her ear falling back to where it naturally wanted to sit, hiding her eye.

"I do." She confirmed.

It's why my family is after me. Because of what I can do. She continued, signing now though. She wasn't sure why she was opening up to him so much, but certainly wasn't going to complain. Maybe it was because she knew he wasn't entirely average, maybe it was because he was a man of the cloth, she didn't know.

what she did know, was that it was quite a relief to have someone to talk to - as best she could, of course - for the moment.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Thank you. it was simple, it was succinct, and he could tell that there was genuine sincerity to her movements, her meaning. She did hesitate for a moment though.

I... she paused a moment before thinking about how to'word' what it was that she was going to say next. I actually don't have anywhere to go. I'm new to the city. She added.

So any help is greatly appreciated.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Desiree nodded before sighing. At least she had a roof over her head, and that was something she was absolutely thrilled about.

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A few days later, Desiree was still at the church, and was helping out wherever it was that she was needed. It was mostly cleaning, but she didn't complain. It wasn't in her nature to complain about things, as she was just appreciative of having somewhere to call something akin to a home for the moment. She sighed as she checked her phone. It had been in a bag of rice, and she was hoping beyond everything that it'd dried out, and was still alive. Sadly, when she tried to power it on, there was no life to be found.

So she plugged it into the wall charger that Dean had said she was free to use, hoping it was just a case of low battery.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Desiree just sighed, before nodding.

It was. She told him.

Was broken about a year ago, carried the pieces with me as, well, I felt it offered me some protection from the ones who seek to hurt me She added.

You didn't toss it, did you?

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Desiree didn't say anything for a few second sbefore sighing.

... likely wouldn't be best for me to continue to carry the pieces around, I can admit. she signed.

Oh, do you have a mobile? And is there any chance I could use it to text a friend? I think mine might be dead. She added, motioning to where she had her phone plugged in, but nothing on the screen.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Thank you Desiree signed before accepting his phone. She didn't go anywhere with it, aside from over to where she could take a seat, and paused to remember the phone number. After a few seconds she navigated to the texting app and sent a quick text.

'Hey Leo. It's Desiree, my phone is probably dead - water damage.' she started.

'Yes it was my family. Yes I'm all right.' she continued, making sure to tell him where she was, 'If you would be so kind as to bring my gear here once you finish fixing them I'd be supremely appreciative.'

Once she finished, she sent it, and handed the phone back to Dean.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Desiree was silent before smiling softly.

"P-p-p----please." She said after a moment, having to take a couple of seconds, and tries, to get it out. Her stutter really did bother her, but it wasn't anything too surprising.

It would really help, as I do not like how mine has been broken. She told him.

And having it blessed would be lovely.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫