#witpro_au

Blake wanted to die. That was it, just simply have the earth swallow her so that her flesh could be used to nourish flowers that could actually help others with their romantic lives. Cause hers was an absolute mess right now.

First there was her childhood…something with Ilia, which of course had started as them being totes at the White Fang meetings their parents had taken them two when they couldn't find anyone to babysit. Which had morphed into a weird dependency that Blake had completely missed till Ilia had a breakdown over her first relationship, with Adam.

Now Adam was a host of issues that Blake absolutely ignored, enamored with his image and drive to end the suffering of their fellows. So she had joined is band of the White Fang, leaving both her home and friends, wreaking havoc until she finally realized what Adam wanted, power for himself irregardless of others. One call to the authorities and she had been shipped into witness protection at Vale.

Which hadn't been too bad, she had gotten a nice place in a seaside village, and met Sun. Sun by all accounts was great, funny, compassionate, and a wonderful distraction from her past. Unfortunately his tendency to jump first into anything was a bit vexing, especially when one particular night he took her to crash a White Fang meeting, one still affiliated with members of Adam's pack. A meeting that had also been tapped by the authorities.

Needless to say she had been picked up and moved again, except this time due to her infraction she was saddled with another individual in the system. Worse the office in charge of both of their identities had made it that the two were not only roommates but actually dating. An obvious ploy to keep her with someone who also apparently had a bit of an issue at staying discrete about their situation as well.

Hence why she Cali Chicory, a mild-manner librarian living in Vanity in a small studio with her rough and tough girlfriend Yue, a recovering free fighter, slightly taller than her dressed in muted whites and pale grays, her massive mane of pitch black hair almost as dark as her own locks in their natural form. They made a striking pair the few types they walked together as Blake knew her tortoiseshell colors clashed with Yue's dull palette, really the only striking color were Yue's eyes, a brilliant crimson that matched a small sash that hung from her waist.

Their clashing colors where not the only discordant feature, as while Blake was fine with seeping into her new life Yue obviously was not, as Blake observed her supposed girlfriend constantly leaving clues about her previous identity. From suspicious searches on the infamous Branwen tribe, to old ID cards and notes that were obviously scribbled to someone else, Blake had a feeling that Yue was not going to sit quietly and wait for the authorities to bring the Raven Blade to justice.

After all why else would Yue hang around the seedier drinking establishments at night conveniently avoiding Blake when she returns from working at the library. Honestly Blake could count on her hand the times that they went on a date for themselves. It was three and all three were timed when their watch officer came to visit. Yue did a good job, but Blake was quite aware that it was merely for her not to get in trouble with the authorities again.

To be fair Blake was fine with this all, Yue gave her plenty of peace and quiet even on the days that the two were trapped in their studio due to weather or other emergencies. As such she was quite capable of defending her "girlfriend" in the town's gossip rings.

"But she's hardly ever around with you?" One of her coworkers started as Blake sighed internally.

"She is busy, the tournament circuit is rough, and she had a major injury, she has to compete in the augment league now, which I consider an issue with the governing body, no one should have to immediately be forced into such a division at the risk of losing their accreditation," Blake chimed, her knowledge of Yue's supposed history already ingrained in her mind.

"Still it just seems like she doesn't have time—"

"We make our own time," Blake stated, seriously how did her mother ever enjoy this this, it was just random people making assumptions, usually negative ones, so that they could feel better about themselves. Sure her relationship with Yue was false but she was considerate, and ensured that Blake was fine. It was awkward but that was from why they were in it and not because of her partner.

Course tonight though it seemed like Yue was about to earn her first strike. After all she did check that she would get groceries today and yet here it was almost 10 O'clock at night with no sign of her or their food for the week. For a moment Blake just thought about going out in the morning, calling in late to work. She had few vacation days she could burn.

However something was nagging her so she quickly put on her coat and made her way out into the night. It really wasn't long till she picked up a trail, some goons who weren't part of the regular hoodlums were nursing their face's with beers mumbling about that damn woman boss wanted them to get. From there it was easy to find the temporary hideout that they held a captive Yue in, trapped in a cage and missing her prosthetic limb.

"Alright you, you've got five seconds—"

"Bite me, you'll got nothing, and when I'm out you won't have any bones," Yue snapped though her words slurred a bit.

"Right we're not going to get anything from her, load her…" the large musclehead stopped as he blinked at the sight before him. His goons were gone, and their in a white and orange coat stood Blake staring at him. For a moment his mouth opened and closed, before he turned his head to look at Yue—

"Whack!"

The man went flying as Blake appeared next to him and slammed her foot into his head sending him crashing into a large container.

"Wha—" Yue went to speak only for her to scramble back as her supposed girlfriend pulled out a gun and blasted the lock of the cage.