*holds up a notebook for you to see. In neat hand writing you read*
Hi, I'm Fayth Marquez, adopted sister of Damian Marquez. I am a Syren, hence the notebook communication. You don't want me to make you deaf do you? My voice tends to do that. *you notice a sketch of a blushing girl next to these words* It doesn't happen often, but you never know.....
If you need to know anything else, feel free to ask— as long as you don't mind reading that is.
*frowns and waits as she writes* ...You writin' a novel there, kid...? *reaches out a hand when she finishes* Ya mind? *takes the notebook from her and holds it closer to read* ... ...Damn. *hands it back to her* Quite a story there. An' yer tellin' me 'cause I asked. Well kid, if there's ever anythin' ya need that I can help with, you come see me. I dunno anythin' about babies or elopin' or lil girl stuff, but I can make a damn good hot cocoa. *pats her shoulder*
Aw, well that ain't good. What happened with yer friend? Got into a fight over a boy or... yer favorite shirt or... uhh... whatever lil girls fight about? *frowns, but places a hand on her shoulder, trying and failing to express concern*
*looks slightly surprised* Real straight-forward, aren't ya...
*silently scrutinizes her for a moment and sighs gruffly* ...A'right, ya look like a smart kid. I'll letcha in on a secret, lil girl. What I got ain't nothin' identified by doctors, *mutter* pretty much 'cause I don't intend to go to one... I ain't sick.
I'm an alter ego. I'm puttin' my trust in you by tellin' you this, so why doncha do me a favor in return and not tell Ranvier 'bout me, 'cause he doesn't know I exist.
M'gonna be brief with you here. Ranvier's a real nice guy, yeah? Well, he's too nice, an' he gets walked all over. So when things get bad for him, that's when I appear an'... take care of things. S'the short version, but it's pretty much all ya need to know.