"Unfortunately it's not that easy." Coyote spoke up at last. She turned her guarded eyes onto her sensei and he realized that she'd lost her faith in all of them. Fair enough, they deserved no less, but running away wasn't an option left for her anymore. "I wish we could just erase their marks and set you free, but there's something must worse happening. And the three of you are going to be stuck working together on this."
                              
All three parties involved stared at Dumb Coyote like he had lost his mind. "You want me to work with them?" Lone asked, voice dangerously quiet.
                              
"There's no way you can expect me to work with that thing" Gavin burst out, jabbing a finger towards Rimmon.
                              
"You're no treat yourself. You're worse than useless!" Rimmon scoffed.
                              
Coyote just watched as all three started to bicker. Rimmon and Gavin taking pot shots at each other and Lone flinging insults at both. He knew they would eventually come around to the concept, but jsut had to get this out of hte way first. So he checked his watch and took a seat, allowing them ten minutes to get it settled. He wasn't too worried, knowing that even if it turned to violence, all three of them were limited to mortal standards so there would be minimal bloodshed. To his surprise Lone stepped away from the others first and settled down next to Coyote to watch as Rimmon and Gavin stood chest to chest, screaming at each other, all but taking swings now.
                              
"You calmed down faster than I expected." Coyote said conversationally, as if a Demon and an Angel weren't about to start tearing each other to pieces in front of them.
                              
Lone looked at him, no humour in her eyes. "Yeah well, I know you. You're a crochety old bastard with a sick sense of humour. But you never do anything without good reason." she shrugged. "Besides, you didn't need to be able to read auras to know that those two are more concerned with hurting each other than mollifying me." and it was obvious that it bothered Lone. She wanted them to be falling over themselves, begging for her forgiveness. It was entirely stupid of her, but knowing that two men had wanted her had made her feel special. So pitiful really. But finding out that they were both just doing a job had hurt something Lone didn't want to admit existed. Her romantic side, the very small part of her that relished the thought of men fighting for her affection. So instead of admitting that she rejected it all completely and blamed it on them entirely.
                              
Coyote read that all on her, even though she was very good at hiding her emotions, but didn't comment. He had no answers that would heal her wounds, and could offer no advice that would solve her problems. "You're going to have to tell me about the creature you encountered." he stated instead.
                              
Lone looked over at him, tracing the grain of the wood in the table. "You know what's sad? I'm not even the least bit surprised that you of all people are ass deep in supernatural riff raff." she stated instead of answering. He smiled softly, not letting her distract from the topic at hand. She resisted his straightforward stare, met his experienced gaze with defiance and attitude, the traits that made her so formidable. But eventually she caved. By this time the Angel and Demon were actually grappling, landing meaty blows against each other, kicking and snarling as they fought. Neither one was trying to kill the other though, instead they were trying to make the other submit first. Their own battle for dominance. Lone stared at her 'suitors' and smirked at their idiocy. Then told Coyote about the creature she encountered. He'd already received a physical description of it from Gavin, but Lone's strange talent to see auras gave him the final details he needed to develop a basic plan. Both men were now laying on the floor, panting and aching. Neither was used to dealing with the pain of wounds in a human body, injuries that refused to heal with their usual quickness and instead reminded both just how limiting it is to be mortal.
                              
"So this creature is hunting something and seems to be trying to catch some powerful prey. Which would indicate that there is a handler on the otherside of his leash." Coyote finished his explanation to Lone. She hadn't interrupted, had taken in everything Coyote had learned and had even asked a few smart questions. It was a lot to take in and given everything that had been happening, Coyote was willing to wait for her to come around to the concept. But she accepted it without arguement.