Regulation and Control

Who: Daria Kis, Nymphadora Tonks, and Viola Marlowe
What: Ladies' Night - expect alcohol and dancing
Where: Daria and bro's flat in Soho, then a club somewhere (I am vague because I suck at locations XD)
When: 18 July, starting at 9pm
Rating: PG-13 for alcohol and probable language
Status: Closed; incomplete


Daria leaned against the wall in front of her flat, hands shoved in the pockets of her hoodie as she waited for the other women to show up. She grinned. This was going to be fun. While she felt she'd probably end up mainly just friends with Marlowe, she was fairly sure she'd be hitting on the Auror - alright, completely sure - before the night was over. So she had a kid, so what? It just made things more interesting, which made Daria look forward to it all the more.

Who: Daria Kis, Fred Holden & Creature
What: Round One
Where: Daria's flat
When: Late night, Wednesday 2nd July
Rating: R for impending violence
Status: Closed; Complete

Fred tended to take to people quickly. It made things much more comfortable on her end, and it had seemed to translate easily onto Daria's at all. Daria wasn't someone she'd spoken to often. In fact, in all the time the two had worked for the department Fred could hardly recall much more than a nod, a smile and a few passing pleasantries. It should have made being Daria's personal shadow an awkward experience. From how relaxed Fred looked as she laid with her head in the other woman's lap it was more than obvious any awkwardness was completely absent from her. She was sure some of the more upright and orderly sorts would get their knickers into a twist at the sight, but it wasn't half as seemingly negligent as when the two had their lips locked together. For all intents and purposes, this was an upgrade.

She'd never smell the thing coming, she knew that from what it had said to her in the journals, but she didn't need her eyes to know if something approached. Canines had the nose, felines had the ears, that's just how it went. If it made sound she'd hear it and Fred was firm in that belief. Darkness helped. At least in the darkness she'd see it before Daria did. Honestly, she didn't understand how humans functioned with their poor night vision. Though, she supposed, they didn't really function at all in the dark, did they? Fred liked the dark, the night. It made her feel at home. She was wide awake and knew she wouldn't sleep for hours, though she hoped Daria would sleep soon. She'd begun adjusting to the hours Fred kept and those weren't very conducive to functioning in a nine-to-five type of life such as that held by the Regulators.

Who: Fred Holden, Daria Kis, Charlie Weasley
What: Filling Daria in on her shiny new enemy
Where: Fred's Office
When: Early Saturday morning, 28th June
Rating: PG
Status: Open;Complete

Fred and Caladbolg had gone looking for Daria the second she'd seen the notes from Charlie in his journal. She, of course, did not go looking for Cavanaugh as she would avoid him as long as possible lest she put him through a window when she did. She didn't see him on her search for Kis anyway. Fred also didn't find Daria, which was a little problematic. Defeat ringing clear in her head. Fred went back to her office and decided to give the other woman time to come find her before she started to hunt her down at her flat or summat.

Was it bad that Fred was slightly happy the thing had a target? Yes, likely it was. If it had a target, though, it would come for Daria, which meant Fred knew exactly where it would be eventually. She just had to be sure she was there, too. Fred waited, sitting on top of her desk in short shorts and her usual cut off tank with her shoes forgotten on the floor and Caladbolg propped against the chair she ought to be sitting in. It didn't escape her attention that it was very possibly an unhealthy attachment she was forming to the Lightning Sword, but she wouldn't risk not having it when she finally found not-Harry and she needed to bond with the weapon anyway.

( Memo to all Regulator Field Agents and Researchers )

Who: Daria Kis and Susan Bones
What: An encounter on the streets of London. Better summary to follow.
Where: Streets of wizarding London
When: 26th May, early evening
Rating: TBR
Status: Open; incomplete

It was fast approaching tea time. Or so Susan gathered from the sudden emptiness of the streets and the way that what appeared to be half the street had poured into the nearby restaurants and cafes, splitting up accordingly. Susan eyed them all, trying to decide between paying extra for nicer food, or staying true to the side of her that begrudged paying any money by heading into the fast food restaurant packed with teenagers. It was an unbelievably tough decision.

Sighing, she reached into her bag and took out a packet of cigarettes, tucking one between her teeth before she struck up a match. Taking a deep draw of the cigarette, Susan began to walk down the street, still eyeing the fast food restaurant rather warily.

Who: Daria Kis and Arabella Mac
What: Hanging out
When: September 2001
Where: The flat in Berlin that Daria's brother's band was renting at the time
Rating: PG-13 at most, probably
Status: Closed, incomplete.


Daria lay on her back on the floor, idly strumming her guitar. It was a rather bare flat, but the band tended to travel light, which was good when you had to fit several people into one space. She stopped for a moment to flick a bit of dust from her clothes, then sat up, wrapping her arms around her guitar as she looked up at the blonde girl on the couch. Grinning, Daria stood up and walked over, plopping herself down beside her. It was nice, having a girlfriend again.

"So. What do you think of this? It is not a big place, but it suits." And they had it all to themselves at them moment as the older band members were out. "Would you like some food or something?"