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[The camera clicks on to find Rip humming to her self and carving pumpkins in the kitchen of her apartment somewhere around sundown. There is a soft sound of 'pumpkaboo' from somewhere behind her device, cluing in just what kind of mischief one of her pokemon was getting into tonight. Apparently Pumpkin wanted to show off the apartment as it twisted around and well...

Rip apparently went a little overboard with the Halloween decorations. There were plastic bats hanging from the ceiling, skeleton's on the windows and various bat, pumpkin and ghost themed items strewn all around the apartment to celebrate the holiday. Most of them looked like something one would buy from the store. A few others though? Looked a little questionable.

Like the deer skull sitting on the coffee table with intricate designs carved into it. That thing looked like it just might be real.. or any of the other bone like items that might be strategically placed around the room. ]

Pumpkin? Vat are you doing.. Get over here und put zhat down.

[The camera pans back over to Rip who is standing at the table with a glass in hand. To anyone that didn't know what she was, it might look like a Bloody Mary drink. Well.... that wasn't too far off. She looks amused at her floating device and goes to take a drink just as the sun sets beyond the horizon and night falls.. No sooner is the drink in her mouth than she tenses and then rushes into the kitchen off screen. There's the sound of something being spit out quickly along with coughing and a bit of gagging.]

Vat zhe hell !? Zhat tasted fine a few minutes ago...

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[There were reasons Rip liked hearing his heart beating whenever they were nestled into bed. She knew just how soothing and alluring the sensation was. To know her lover was alive when she wasn't it was one of the most sensual things she could think of.]

Maybe.. but, I doubt it. If ve're changed like zhis, zhey probably are too.

[At least they hoped.]

Of zhe ones zhat haf arrived, I zhink only one of them is any real threat. D von't attack unless zhere's a reason. Hellsing iz more focused on being a bitch.. but, if you encounter a hunter vith a vhip zhat sets you on edge.

Run. Don't fight him. Just valk zhe ozher vay. Ozhervise, be careful hunting or do vat I do und go to zhe blood banks or one of zhe eateries in Everglade.

[That garners a dark look from Namur, a flicker of a memory he'd really rather not deal with at the moment. Mostly because it will inevitably give him a headache.]

Jus' cuz they suddenly turned int' a gargoyle or some shit don't mean they ain't still racist bastards. Shit, if I's in the business a makin' certain folk get deader'n they already is, I'd use the hell outta somethin' like this.

Show 'em t' me on the network. They're prolly gonna come nosin' 'round Everglade 'ventually anyway, an' we're gonna hafta learn t' fight 'em since we serve vampires too, an' I ain't 'bout t' tell 'em we ain't willin' t' handle 'em.

[Even she had to admit that he had a point as she nodded a little and reached for her pocket to show him who she's talking about. The ones she mentioned, Trevor Belmont being the one with the whip that made her feel uneasy and Integra Hellsing and the conversation they had when she first arrived.]

...And like I said, D isn't a threat. He seems to be more going through zome sort of existential crisis und more likely to drink a bar dry zhan to get involved.

[She might even consider the silent hunter a friend in her own way.]

Zhe only ozher one to vorry about is Dante.

Damn it, Rip. How long these blokes been 'round, an' y' never said nothin'?

[Namur frowns. Dante's a pretty well known name, considering he's a rotted Guardian.]

What makes y' think y' gotta worry 'bout him? Heard somethin' 'bout 'im pickin' on Gusty a li'l but it also sounded like he maybe had it comin'? Won't lie, I weren't payin' as much attention t' it as I oughta.

[He has the decency to look apologetic about it, anyway.]

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[ She frowed slightly and crossed her arms after she put her phone away.]

I didn’t say anyzhing be cause for zhis is a new issue vith in zhe last two weeks. Hellsing arrived over a veek ago und Belmont arrived a few days ago. Ve also haf had zhe arrival of
two ozher dhampirs und at least one ozher vampire vithin zhe last month.

[ Leave it to Rip to notice these things]

Az for Dante, he is a demon hunter und half demon himself. Yes, he und Auggie haf issues vith one anozher but, he haz also made it vere clear he vould haf no problem killing me if i fuck up und start killing again.

Oh, so 's all pretty recent.

[That seems a bit odd in and of itself, but hell if he knows who makes those decisions.]

Oh yeah that's good. Shit, let's jus' murder anyone that makes a mistake, why not, eh?

Damn.

[He lays his head on Rip's chest, next to his hand, letting her pulse fill the odd quiet in his ears. He'd never realized how noisy his own blood moving around is until now that it's gone. It's a wonder everything else in the world doesn't hear it too.]

Think we're gonna hafta organize 'gainst these folk. Get an idea a how t' deal with 'em if they decide t' go crusader on the city. An' see what the others has got t' say. They probly know 'bout other threats, as well. If we got an idea 'bout how t' deal with 'em, we'll only be that much stronger if shit comes t' blows, aye?

[And as much as he hates to admit it, they'll probably have to throw Ted into the mix.]

[Rip wished she knew who made those decisions herself. She had a list of people she never wanted to meet again and some she did.]

You zee my problem.

[She sighs as he lays his head on her chest and takes the opportunity to run her hand through his hair. It really was weird to feel ones heart beat after it being silent for nearly seventy years or so. ]

Maybe. Zo far, it iz a stand still. One side looking for an excuse to punish zhe ozher. Honestly, I vould be more vorried about fazher doing something und zhey deciding to use it az an excuse to crusade against us.

[She was well aware that it only took one incident to cause problems for everyone.]

You make it zound like ve are zhe only ones villing to protect non-humans. Az it is, I can only speak about vampire threats und vho is vithin zhe cities.

[She hesitated for a moment.]

I haf sisters living vith fazher. Vhere Remilia iz capable of taking care of herself, I'm not sure about Flandre. Und if anyone goes after Eliot, I vill slaughter zhem all.

[She.. might be a little protective over the pink vampire that lives with Augustine.]

Well, I know we ain't the only ones.

[He sets the empty blood pouch on the counter behind Rip and wraps his arm around her waist again, his other hand sliding up along the side of her neck. He angles his head upward, nuzzling his nose along the underside of her chin.]

Don't mean we ain't got a need t' be prepared. 'S why we gotta talk it out as a team. How long 'fore we got wolf hunters comin' after Rowan? Or some shitty Obsidian fools tryna get the jump on Seventeen? We got incubus an' harpy clients, an' skeletons an' ghosts. Not t' mention the humans. No offense, babe, but we gotta have somethin' t' fall back on the next time yer father decides t' go out t' eat.

[Namur slips both of his arms around her shoulders, and presses his forehead to hers.]

'S our crew, an' the folks we said we'd protect that gets affected. At the very least, we need information on what t' throw at these folks when they come lookin' for a fight, an' what's jus' gonna feed their ego, catch me?

[He had a point when it came to the bigger picture. Something, Rip was only recently starting to look at when it came to others around her and the families she's built. Not to mention their crew at Jolly Eddy's.

Rip relaxes against him as he nuzzles under her chin and then presses her forehead against his and closes her eyes for a moment and just.. gently breathes for a moment.]

...I cannot deny zhat you haf a point. A very good point vith our line of vork. It's only zhe matter of time before someone sets off zomething vorse. I can provide az much information az I can to keep ozher vampires safe und I zuppose ozher people az vell.

[Her breath against his skin is warm, entrancing. Namur doesn't want to think about all this other stuff now, even though he's the one that brought it up.]

Sounds like we's on the same page 'gain. So we'll have a meetin' a bit later when folks're feelin' a bit more settled. 'Til then...

[Namur kisses Rip again, slow and sensual, running his fingers through her hair and over her back. It isn't nearly the same without the chemical drive knocking through his body, but that just opens it up for his mind to be more fixated.]

Yer beautiful. An' warm...

[He slips his hands up under her shirt, untucking it from her pants if he has to, so he can feel the blood in her skin flowing just beneath his fingertips.]

I wanna make y' feel what I feel when the tides is turned. Make yer heart skip a beat with a touch. Whaddy' think?

[Despite the larger problems that need to be discussed, there was something else that was calling them as she felt his hands on her. Rip easily falls into the kiss, letting the slow sensual feeling of him against her overwhelm her senses.

Being human right now...Rip was discovering here was something even more intimate about his touch that she hadn't realized before. The feel of him against her warm skin. The fact that her heart was racing and her cheeks flushed..]

I zhink I'd love zhat. Show me vat I've been missing~.

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