All For Not - Wednesday

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"No police detail? How peculiar, do most mundanes wish for no one to be escorting and protecting them after such a vicious kidnapping? Or is that only in your case Galpin?" I stood stock still at the counter only after appearing while his back was turned, watching him across the counter with a stoic look, "I think you know better than to attack me in public, I'm sure your sister blabbed all about her night already. Falsely accusing someone of murder and torturing them should be an automatic lock up if you ask me, she should be in there right next to Xavier Thorpe."

My head tilts to the side, "actually I haven't seen her in a while. Six shots of espresso in a to-go cup, please..." He paused, leaning back with a nod before he started on the order, my hand slipping money onto the counter and over to him, "keep the change."

He eyes me, talking in a fed up kind of way, "Guess you were the nicer twin after all?" My eyes lock onto him as I'm quick to correct him, "We're not twins and I'm not as nice as you'd think."

"That's right, you're not even real sisters are you? You know with the the file on Wednesday I would expect the kidnapping but the torture seems like it would be in your alley instead, if your file says anything..."

"Snooping through my documents were you?" He grinned as the steam wafted up next to his face, "Color me intrigued, this was before your sister and her goons tied me up though."

"Sounds like it was a good time..." I hum, humored.

He leans over the counter, arms braced atop it. His eyes narrow as he speaks to me, curious and attracted to the conversation we have, "You're a real psycho, aren't you?" he says, "I mean if what your file says really is true." I sigh, waiting patiently as we converse, "As Enid says, it takes one to know one... You should know from my files, I'm the one you don't want to cross Galpin."

"And what if I want to? You and your sister seem to make plans that exclude the idea of my father being sheriff. The plans where I'm stronger than you... Piranha won't work on me and you know it..."

"Your father doesn't scare me, and neither do you..." It came out as a tempting whisper and he grinned down at me, sliding the to-go cup across the counter towards me, "and you can tell your master I said so."

"So you do know after all, I thought I was going to have to spell it out for you with how calm you're being right now. But let me have a guess on what you think about it anyway, you think you can stop me?" He was amused but I was only just beginning to smile as he leaned on his arms over the counter, his own grin faltering at the sight, "I often wonder just how flammable you are... But if you want to know what truly goes through my mind, well...it's a bit more of a personal matter, something I won't trouble such a naughty child like you with."

He makes a face, snorting as he stands back up, my words humoring him until I look him in the eye, blank before giving a sweet smile with a tilt of my head, observing him like prey.

"Information wise, knowing that I'm often a bit more enlightened than my adopted sister, which means I learn things quicker. I've known what you were since right before you had a meal with our psychologist or should I say, made her a meal. Whereas my sister had to physically touch you just to know what you are, she did do that right? Physical contact?"

He grits his teeth looking at me, "If that was the case why not tell on me?" He asks me, eyes softer than before. I hum, speaking, "Now...who would believe the girl with such a horrendous file. Certainly not the mayor or my principal, especially when my daft sibling didn't believe me either."

"You told her..." He says and I nod, replying, "She quite liked you, shame really, she doesn't do well with any kind of romance." I shrug, "As for you though, you reek of blood, something I have more of a taste for than any others frequenting your presence."

"Oh, and just for some safety measures. I understand you have no knowledge on exotic wildlife, but piranhas are omnivores, they feast on plants and small fish very rarely anything larger than a perch," I swirled the cup in my hand looking down at it before I set the cup in the palm of my other hand, "in fact, anything larger they'd have to be starving to do so and even then they would only choose a weak and injured creature as its prey."

"But even then," I sigh, "most only go after the dead, but my darlings have a knack for listening to their mother..." He groaned, making me raise a brow in curiosity, straightening his spine as he looked over at me, "and? How exactly does that make you scary? What are you gonna starve me into confessing or obeying you?" He scoffs.

"In no way was I going for scary, it was just some friendly information, one monster to another..." He seemed to be thinking of something as I finished speaking, taking a sip of my espresso as he watched me, "and my piranhas were very well fed while under my care, even now that I'm so far from them, they feast when they please."

"It's a shame you'll be going home with your sister now that she's been expelled, maybe we would have gotten along, better than her and I did i'm sure." I smile softly, "oh, i'm not being expelled. I've been allowed to stay no matter what my sister's done..." He didn't expect that part, "but even with that information, I'm afraid my taste in men correlates to those more like me."

"You mean more, human-like? Like Thorpe," a single brow raised at that, "I'm actually quite far from being human, even you would be considered more mundane than I?" He grinned, almost flirting at this point, maybe he was though, "why cause my father? I think I'd differ... In fact I think you and I would get along quite well, considering how feral I can get and how feral you'd have to be with a record like yours, a very large record I might add."

"How bad is your chest? Or have you healed up yet," his face dropped, stoic now, "you're sister didn't exactly get that far, she's not that great at torture after all." I shrugged, a glint in my eye, "I was referring to when I threw you through the bannister in the old Gates mansion."

He had forgotten, but now he had been forced to remember, "that's right... I caught you just barely and then you tossed me back like I was nothing, that really fucking hurt Addams, really fucking burned...looked like you charred my skin. So, what are you?" I grinned, almost sadistic, "don't tell me, did my darling sister forget to tell you when she was getting cozy with you in that decrepit old crypt?"

"Jealous?" He growls lowly and I give a sweet smile, pumping my brows up in a deathly glare with narrowed eyes, "Hungry," I say. Moving to turn he stopped me, "monster to monster, you shouldn't drink things that could be poisoned..." I froze, turning back to him, "You're cute, but not that smart...how you think I would care if I was being poisoned or not..." He furrowed his brows, clearly confused.

"I'd have enjoyed it more if you had tried to poison me, it's been a few days since I've had something so delectable in my palate."