[OPEN] Bromley & Bexley Claims + Afterparty

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[rules_winter]

Grimalkin paced in irritation spitting out his disdain for people on high alert. Let's just say some of the lesser fae are more 'in the moment' types. Not so much evil as hyper violent. But if she got away there was no way he wasn't going to cause her grief in the future. The cat's eyes moved slowly from Ringer to Heiji and something close to a laugh left it's ... lips? Whatever you'd call it on a cat.

Mab just sighed and turned to continue walking. "Join me when you are finished saving the human from herself." She glanced over her shoulder at Grimalkin and something silent passed between them that needed no verbal cues. The cat sat, fire slowly dying on his fur and he waited for Ringer to scat. Because if she stuck around he was going to finish what he started. Though Heiji might have added a little torture to the death if it went that way.

[whatmatters]

Ringer was well aware that the fox had saved her life. Even as he metaphorically threw her under the bus, suggesting that the other fae and its pet stalk and torture her. It wasn't very reassuring in the realm of heroics, but vinquit qui patitur as her old mentor had once told her. She could worry about the rest of it later, when she wasn't running on pure adrenaline. After all the pain of the evening came rushing back to her and she had time to deal with it all.

She finished with the explosives while the sounds of sirens grew closer, not yet arrived. The fox's words to her specifically only served to confuse her. The girl couldn't remember making any promises as of late, other than to make an appearance at a girl's party this weekend and to check out that one coffee shop. It wouldn't occur to her until later that one of those promises might be related to the fox.

For now, she slid the broken straps into the bag as best she could and cinched up the top, carrying it under her arm as naturally looking as possible. Without hesitation, she gave the fox a quick nod and then bolted in the opposite direction of the woman, trudging through the snow and then running once free of it. She only hoped her blood would wash away with the melted snow.

[detectiveofthewest]

Good ol' torture followed by death. Relieved that things hadn't gone even further south, Heiji slipped back up onto the rooftops to hopefully attend to a situation that was slightly less tense. Maybe he'd run into Mab, if she wasn't too far off.

Otherwise the whole night was ahead of them.