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When Someone Messes with Mallory
Also when someone messes with Darius, or Rada, or talks about abusing slaves, or when someone has a really good weapon proficiency, or when someone tries to fight Mallory, or when the sire is supervising him.Â
He’s just pugnacious.
The Red Laws
In accordance to the joining of vampires into human society, certain “Red Laws” were effective immediately after the signing of the Red Treatise.
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"Hey, Mal. We need to talk."-- Darius
She sets down the pincers and with them, the test tube. Next, the flame is extinguished. “Hey, Dar.” She’s careful to take her gloves off and leave them on the counter. “Is something wrong?”
Mal blinked, slowly and uncrossed her arms. Really, it was the first time she’d looked up in a while and she looked downright dazzled. Glancing around at their apartment - her apartment, truth be told - she looked rather surprised.
“Sure,” she reached for him, Darius wasn’t usually this mellow. Mallory squeezed a fistful of his uniform and tugged him closer. “Congratulations, you don’t hasound like that.” She kissed his cheek. “Sounds great. I’ll see you then.” She refused to let go even if her attention shifted, very briefly, back to what she’d been trying to do. “I should stop trying to do this back home, I’m going to burn something someday.”
Darius smiled and gave her a quick hug. “Yeah… Nothing’s set in stone yet, Mal…” he said. “I’ll know by tomorrow for sure, though. So… We’ll talk about what it could mean later tonight… Now I gotta get to the station. They need a K-9 Unit.”
Wait wait- shit. Can’t forget.
“Oh, and I left my summer bonus on the dresser. If you want to take care of it, that’d be great.”
“I still don’t know why you don’t like banks,” she shrugged, trying so hard not to smile. Alright, she’d read it all wrong. “Go, Mr. I-got-promoted.”Â
She gave him a little push, crossing her arms again. Darn, she was smiling. Nevermind.Â
Now smiling a bit, she leaned back against the countertop. Whatever was happening tonight had to be good but, best of all, she got to watch him eat crab or any other kind of seafood in a shell. It was always, always funny. “Just don’t be late, because dinner’s on you.”
"Hey, Mal. We need to talk."-- Darius
She sets down the pincers and with them, the test tube. Next, the flame is extinguished. “Hey, Dar.” She’s careful to take her gloves off and leave them on the counter. “Is something wrong?”
“No,” Darius says before taking a deep breath through his nose. “It’s just… I may be getting a promotion… We’d need to talk about what that means for us… Later.”
He looked around the droll dwelling that was their apartment– her apartment, really.
“… How does that seafood place we went to on your birthday sound?… Eight o’clock?”
Mal blinked, slowly and uncrossed her arms. Really, it was the first time she’d looked up in a while and she looked downright dazzled. Glancing around at their apartment - her apartment, truth be told - she looked rather surprised.
“Sure,” she reached for him, Darius wasn’t usually this mellow. Mallory squeezed a fistful of his uniform and tugged him closer. “Congratulations, you don’t hasound like that.” She kissed his cheek. “Sounds great. I’ll see you then.” She refused to let go even if her attention shifted, very briefly, back to what she’d been trying to do. “I should stop trying to do this back home, I’m going to burn something someday.”

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"Hey, Mal. We need to talk."-- Darius
She sets down the pincers and with them, the test tube. Next, the flame is extinguished. "Hey, Dar." She's careful to take her gloves off and leave them on the counter. "Is something wrong?"
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this is the most romantic thing i’ve seen all day
the cat looks so grumpy though like it sucks so much but their lover is just across the way and they must go
Mallory waited for a shout, a curse even but nothing came. (The fire burned quietly all around her, a minefield of traps)Â The bugger had shadow stepped, of course; and here she was, out in the open.
If she stepped out of her minefield, she was done (how many more bombs? how many until she’d have to use the one around her neck?) and if she stayed, she was vulnerable.
“Come out you coward!” She used a trick: don’t focus on the flames but try to see through your peripheral and don’t get blinded.Â
The hand cannon was in hand and ready, in case worst came to worst. Smashing a vampire’s skull was a desperate plan but she’d do it.
Darius landed not far from where he had originally leapt, but by now he was close enough to swarm her with a barage of swipes.Â
“What’s the matter?” he mocked. “FACE ME VAMPIRE HUNTER. FIGHT ME. FALL.” She had done it now, calling him a coward was one of the few ways Darius would attack anyone and make it painful. After swiping at her once or twice he reached to grab her by her potions holster.
Immediately, though through only instinct, Mallory dropped down. Ducking she managed to evade his swipes but barely. Her canon was heavy (good to break open that thick, stupid skull)Â but heavy to brandish. Her only chance was to put up some distance... and maybe step on a sticky mine.
“Shut up!” Screaming at it wasn’t helping, even if Mallory felt much, much better.Â
She needed to think. And parry him with her canon, which she did alright? Right with the open of it pointed at its chest. Good.
"Just die, why won't you?" She fired another sticky bomb.
Darius had waited for that moment. A Dumahim could have unlimited strikes with his claws, and even without he was still a foe to be reckoned with.
An Alchemist? An alchemist as only as good and useful as the number of concoctions she carried on her at any given time. Powerful, but very limited still. He’d let her think she’d have a chance, when in reality, all he needed to do was stall for enough time as she used up her munnitions.
Darius jumped up, then shadow-stepped up even further. Up and over, to be precise. Maybe if he got lucky, the Sister wouldn’t realize what he was actually doing, and would rain grenades down on herself by accident.
As good as gone.
Mallory waited for a shout, a curse even but nothing came. (The fire burned quietly all around her, a minefield of traps)Â The bugger had shadow stepped, of course; and here she was, out in the open.
If she stepped out of her minefield, she was done (how many more bombs? how many until she’d have to use the one around her neck?) and if she stayed, she was vulnerable.
“Come out you coward!” She used a trick: don’t focus on the flames but try to see through your peripheral and don’t get blinded.Â
The hand cannon was in hand and ready, in case worst came to worst. Smashing a vampire’s skull was a desperate plan but she’d do it.

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that one human alchemist
VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’— (Very pretty. For a fighter.)(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)
FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💔   (attacking each other’s races will do that)(how close a friend they consider them)
SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗  (Bordering in and out of want and (wanting to have sex with them)
ROMANTIC INTENT: đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’— Â (so much hope)(hoping for a romantic relationship)
That one Dumahim who stares at you from across the battle-field?
VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: đź’—(Instinct makes them not at all visually attractive)
FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💔 (Going for his throat while he’s gawking has its upsides)
SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗(He’s not…uh, wait? What was I saying?)
ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗(They didn’t teach kiss-fighting in her training, he started it)
Drop me a character name and I’ll reveal my muse’s heart...
VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’— (purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)
FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’— (how close a friend they consider them)
SEXUAL DESIRE: đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’— (wanting to have sex with them)
ROMANTIC INTENT: đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’— (hoping for a romantic relationship)
đź’” Non-existent đź’— Very low đź’—đź’— A little đź’—đź’—đź’— Hopeful đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’— High đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’—đź’— Maximum
Come the dusk before the next skirmish, a red-eyed, wolf-doll sat on top of Mallory's things, with a bandanna rapped carefully around it's muzzle. Aside from maybe smelling a bit of vampires- it seemed new, and very well made.
Picking the doll, she dusted it off to turn it this and that way in her hand. A wolf doll. And it really smelled of... oh, wow. It smelled.Pulling her mask back up, she took its seat on the leathers and carefully nudged aside her charged belt. She held it up, staring both at it and the shade of dark starting to spread across the sky.Why would anyone leave a doll? Better yet, who would leave a doll?"Mal?" The sounds of packing continued and but she just tugged the bandana loose. "Are you all set to go?""Just a moment!" She really couldn't hide it or carry it. Getting up to one knee, she hesitated.Well. Her thumb strayed across the patterned fabric. Maybe she could.Rolling the toy, bandana and the sleeping bag into the leathers, she buried them back in the burrow before collapsing it."All set." She better come back, that toy really needed a wash.
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Darius looked up from where he sat on the couch. Furatively he looked back to the door, then back to Mallory.
“Uh… But didn’t… You just take a shower?” he asked.
(( I totally did not chuckle at the typo. Best typo ever.  FOR THE TYPO: Buckcherry.… For the actual meme- A mashup between Nine Inch Nails, and Taylor Swift… Shake Off The Perfect Drug.))
((Let’s face it, when you think of Mashups, you do not expect NIN to be paired with Taylor Swift of all artists… But oddly the songs mesh together so… Right, in that perfect bi-polar, unexpected way. I mean, just… Just… This.))

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"... Mallory I've been gone for 14 hours; chasing down delinquent party-goers, muggers, and traffic-violators.... It's 2:30 in the morning, and somehow... You're still sitting there reading your chemistry text book?"--Ask-your-big-ravenous-cop-boyfriend
Herfoot, propelled upon the armrest of the couch twitched, but Mallory didn’t lookup from her textbook until he was done with the verbatim.
“Hum?”Blinking with big, curious eyes she took a moment to take in Darius’ rumpled tieand skewered badge. “Are you done?”
Shegrinned, and graceful like a cat, she sat up and set the book aside, reachingout to make him sit.
“Knowanything better to do while you wait on your boyfriend?” Tugging at his tie,she pulled him closer, shifting for a better position. “For your information, chemistrycan be fun. I think I can gold plate our forks.”