undergrounds | May catch-all

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May catch-all

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Alex could take care of herself better than most, so she'd never given a second thought to walking through bad neighborhoods by herself late at night. It took her completely by surprise when a hand roughly grabbed her shoulder and someone slammed her into the nearest wall. The demand that she hand over her money and jewelry barely registered.

She whirled on the would-be mugger, easily slamming one hand into his wrist while the other hit at his fingers, causing the knife he was holding to fly into the street. Maybe the guy was crazy, or suicidal, or drugged up, because that wasn't enough warning for him. He lunged at her, desperately trying to grab at her pockets. Baring her fangs at him and letting her eyes turn gold was instinct, just as much as throwing the knife away had been. In the struggle, he grabbed her necklace and yanked hard. The chain snapped. The mugger turned and ran. Alex stumbled at the sudden shock of the necklace being gone and her fangs suddenly disappearing. If she was honest with herself, she'd gotten way too comfortable having the necklace.

She swore softly under her breath as she turned to run after him.

There's a small cafe near the Night Council headquarters, and luckily it's open late. Alex has settled in near the window to watch the comings and goings, specifically keeping an eye out for any vampires. She's most interested in Millicent, of course - any information she can get on the vampire leader's schedule will help her plan her attack.

She's scribbling down a few notes on the comings and goings of vampires she recognizes, slowly eating the sandwich in front of her, until she smells a familiar smell. Pig blood.

She keeps her head down and keeps writing, hoping Natasha is simply here to buy a late night snack and leave.

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[Ringer]

[Natasha], late May