A loaded God complex (closed; dean and phaedra)
At the first touch of sunset, Phaedra was awake.
The wards were in place, now, she knew. There was some comfort in that thought. At least no surprise visitors could come by, like last night.
She got dressed (up to and including the daggers on her hips), all of her clothing again black and form-fitting, laced her boots, and made sure the door was shut and locked as she headed out. Phaedra didn't know where Harry was, but she had some rounds to make on her own. Local vampires never talked when a human was there. She was doing the job she was hired to do.
The second she stepped outside, she knew someone was there. She thought about going back inside and getting a gun, but really there were few things that a gun would take down that she and her knives could not. There was a noise, a throat-clearing sound, and she looked up to see a man standing there, leaning on the hood of a classic black car. He waved at her.
What the...?
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The wards were in place, now, she knew. There was some comfort in that thought. At least no surprise visitors could come by, like last night.
She got dressed (up to and including the daggers on her hips), all of her clothing again black and form-fitting, laced her boots, and made sure the door was shut and locked as she headed out. Phaedra didn't know where Harry was, but she had some rounds to make on her own. Local vampires never talked when a human was there. She was doing the job she was hired to do.
The second she stepped outside, she knew someone was there. She thought about going back inside and getting a gun, but really there were few things that a gun would take down that she and her knives could not. There was a noise, a throat-clearing sound, and she looked up to see a man standing there, leaning on the hood of a classic black car. He waved at her.
What the...?
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