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For @unbrxken - Blood Starring Abaddon "Abby" Everhart

Abby huffs and leans her head back, arms crossed. "I didn't want to do this. I said I'm fine. No worse for wear."

Alec shrugs, leaning beside the door, slightly more in the shadow of it, on his phone. "For the best with what you came out of."

"You're a real conversationalist, y'know?" The dragon snaps slightly.

Alec shrugs at that, glancing up as the door opens, glimpsing who's walking in from the crack that comes at the hinges and nodding, but not getting up to walk out, continuing to play on his phone.

Abby cocks her head at the arrival, assessing him. Could he be...?

Slowly turning his head, Levi's eyes landed on... yeah... yeah, Xinyi didn't exaggerate. She looked like him. He could see it, and he couldn't deny it.

I know nobody really asked for it, but I've been working hard over here and the updates are as follows:

As noted in multiple places, I have a few new blogs-- @offederationsfuture, and @futureinourhands, which is completely not set up rn. Half the muses from this blog got moved there (basically, anyone who's in the younger/next generation from muses on this blog got rehoused there).

I'm actually putting up muse bios! I'm... not very far along rn, but slow progress is still progress!

I updated my pinned post with all my newer blogs and some URL changes and rehomed some other muses from this blog to others

"Well, the only dumbass springing to mind for me right now would be some grumpy old bastard who didn't tell me he knew my twin brother." Sylvia sets her bag down in the doorway and crosses her arms for a moment, but a smile breaks through and she shakes her head, stepping in and holding out her arms.

And then she shifts and suddenly bites Liam's shoulder, eyes full of mischief as she looks back at him.

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Liam cuddled into her, closing his eyes. This was nice. Almost too nice. He wondered how long it would take her to-

Hair rising on end, chills sent a shiver flashing up his spine as he let out a soft groan before looking down at Angie. And then, before she'd have had time to react or really think about what she did, Liam grabbed the Felinid by her throat and flipped them over, pinning her to the mattress with a smirk. "Oh, really, now?"

"Well, the only dumbass springing to mind for me right now would be some grumpy old bastard who didn't tell me he knew my twin brother." Sylvia sets her bag down in the doorway and crosses her arms for a moment, but a smile breaks through and she shakes her head, stepping in and holding out her arms.

for: @ofweirdestship

main muse: Rhea Malloy (Doe)

featuring: uh, Pet Human Ken(tm)

"As I was saying," Rhea said between bites of fish stick, "Wilson's too stupid to realize anything. You've got nothing to worry about. The idiot couldn't realize if someone burnt his grilled cheese."

"Rhea, you know I have reason to worry." Ken paced around the kitchenette. "Out of all of us, I'm the one with the most risk of getting caught. For Christ's sake, I'm visiting you in your damn house."

"And the cameras are still looped from the last time you were here, and the time before that, and the time before that, and the time- Oh that's new, hello."

Rhea cocked her head at the lights dancing in the living room, then cocked it the opposite direction as people appeared in the lights. "Gotta say, even for me this is a first. And I'm a fish god."

"For the love of all that is holy you can't keep saying that to strangers," Ken sighed, drawing his gun. "Who are you, and how did you get here?"

"My name is Ed Mercer, and this is Gordon Malloy, Hannah McCoy, Mackenzie, and Talla Keyali," as he motions to each one in kind, trying desperately to ignore... everything about Talla in the hopes it'll cause them to do the same. "How we got here is a bit of an accident that we don't completely have all the answers to. But we don't mean you any harm."

Talla raises her head slightly, looking over the man with the gun and appraising the situation they'd gotten themselves into, but makes no move to raise her hands or any of the like. Gordon, on the other hand, most certainly has his hands in the air, stress on his face.

But... the smell. It almost smelled like... like the residual smell of Lyssa, or Nick, or...

Rhea shrugged, waving off Ken. "Meh. They won't kill us."

"Rhea, why on earth-"

"Because they're talking to us and are surrendering to the man with a gun. Trust your favorite fish."

"Rhea."

“Yeah, she was already close by,” Mackenzie nodded, sighing. “She’s probably already there.”

She shook her head to herself as they reached the door, stepping in… gasping softly. “Oh, honey.” She went over to the small child. “It’s okay, sweetie.”

Lyssa pulled Nick towards the group with her, quiet but wanting to be close to the child. Poor thing.

Arthur was lagging behind the rest of the group, mumbling to himself about needing more sleep, pausing at the reaction from the others, squinting. No… couldn’t be…

Grayson nods, bouncing a bit as he walks, stretching his neck when they walk in–

He blinks and rushes over to the kid, reaching out gently. “Hey, hey, shh, no, it’s okay, you’re okay.”

Nick follows Lyssa, nodding in agreement. As they reach the crowd he pulls his blanket off to try and offer to wrap the kid in instead.

Eretria tilted her head, eyeballing a woman outside in rather colorful... jeans? "Maybe I should go tell Ciri what to look for..."

Kenna nodded slowly and took a shaky breath. Okay. “She’s always been pretty bad with her limits.” She turned to Bortus, wrapping her arms around herself. They’d all be okay. Mackenzie would have to be okay. The kelpie reached out to the unconscious hybrid, running her hand gently through Mackenzie’s hair, watching the rest of the crew that had gathered.

Sam sighed heavily. He glanced between Hannah by Mackenzie and Angie just outside the corridor, clasping his hands behind his back. “Good question. We know where they are, right?”

“Yes,” Audrey said. “But I’m not sure how to go about breaking in to get everyone out. I don’t think there’s a way to do it with any level of stealth.”

“I have to agree with Audrey,” Lily nods. “There’s no coverage for some lengths around the outer perimeter, you’re no’ getting up there unnoticed.”

“So, we need some kind of plan to run at it full-tilt,” Hannah sighs heavily. “Great.”

“We also need some way to get the message to those inside that we’re coming so they might be able to do something on their end,” Lily points out.

“No pressure,” James nods.

Audrey sighed softly. "Okay. So, pretty much, what I'm understanding is go at it guns blazing, and hope for the best."

“Yeah, she was already close by,” Mackenzie nodded, sighing. “She’s probably already there.”

She shook her head to herself as they reached the door, stepping in… gasping softly. “Oh, honey.” She went over to the small child. “It’s okay, sweetie.”

Lyssa pulled Nick towards the group with her, quiet but wanting to be close to the child. Poor thing.

Arthur was lagging behind the rest of the group, mumbling to himself about needing more sleep, pausing at the reaction from the others, squinting. No… couldn’t be…

Grayson nods, bouncing a bit as he walks, stretching his neck when they walk in–

He blinks and rushes over to the kid, reaching out gently. “Hey, hey, shh, no, it’s okay, you’re okay.”

Nick follows Lyssa, nodding in agreement. As they reach the crowd he pulls his blanket off to try and offer to wrap the kid in instead.

"This is gonna be awesome!" Eretria squealed, running over to the panel. "Can we help?"

"Woah," Eretria breathed, turning in circles to look around. "It's... awesome in here..."