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@redrogers 
            
            Valerie stared at him for a moment as she did up the buttons on her coat, a sigh leaving her lips at the shake of his head. She brought her hand up to run through her hair again. “This is my mess, Steven. I can deal with it. This.. This isn’t the first time this has happened.. Just.. I can’t stay in here forever anyway.” She rambled as she tucked her hands within her pockets to prevent herself from biting her nails again. Though she knew that he was right with needing a shower and freshly clean clothes. She was just too stubborn to do it. Steven should’ve known by now that she was terrible at taking orders from other people. 
            
            The vampire swallowed for a moment, glancing to the whining cat as it leapt off the couch and back towards the warmth that was Steven. Her eyes flickered back to the man, watching as he placed his jacket on. 
            “Why are you helping me? 

@-warriorhxart 
            
            So it was her ? Damn. He closed the application with a swipe, before clicking the phone off and burying it into his pocket. Steven picked up the cat - much to the creature's annoyance - and put him beside him. The male got up shortly after to follow her steps. He studied her frame; the coat would hide her bloody appearance but any supernatural creature would smell it. Steven shook his head. 
            
            "Go shower," he ordered her, because going out there in this state would be ridiculous. What if police were there already? They'd be looking for someone her size. She'd be toast if they saw her. No, he had made up his mind. "I'll go."
            
            He took his leather jacket from the hanger and wriggled his arms into it. The extra piece of clothing didn't add much color to him; he still wore all black to merge with the night. "Will be back in thirty." 

@redrogers 
            
            God, how was he so /warm/? He felt like a hot water bottle compared to her. She glanced briefly to his face, before quickly trailing back to his phone. Val felt her heart sink as she leaned forwards to examine the footage, deciding not to ask how on Earth he’d managed to get ahold of it. A lump began to form in her throat at the sight of the figure and she bit the inside of her cheek. “Yeah..” 
            
            Her words were simple but they needed no other explanation. Immediately, she rose to her feet, sauntering to the other side of the room where she grabbed ahold of her coat, wrapping it around herself to hide the crimson on her shirt, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand to ensure that she’d gotten rid of any evidence of blood from her lips. 
            
            “I need to go back there.” She informed him sharply, a panicked look in her eyes. “To make sure I wasn’t /stupid/ enough to leave behind any evidence or.. or /anything/. Can you watch Oliver?” 
            The question seemed ridiculous. All this and she was worried that there wouldn’t be anyone there to tend to the bloody /cat/. 
            

@redrogers 
            
            Val sent him a half smile, eyes flitting over to him for a minute, triumphantly pleased that he had at least listened to her about taking the cloth. Of course she cared. How could she not? 
            
            She rolled her eyes when he continued to drink the coffee, despite her warnings. She shifted on her feet as he tilted his head, trying to hold back her laughter at his stare.  “Don’t look at me like that. You look like an uncharacteristically large and confused puppy.” She snorted, before she frowned, reaching forward to place the back of her hand (which was usually cold due to her lower body temperature) on his forehead. “Wait it out? You’ve got a fever. You should have a bath, or.. rest in bed. Or something. Is there anything I can do? You had some sort of syringe of alien liquid after that plane crash, will it work with this?” 

@-warriorhxart 
            
            He sent her a blank look when she was -- well, mothering him in a way. The crease in his forehead showed that he wasn't used to this sort of thing. He was even a little confused by it. Normally, people 'cared' for him because they needed something from him. Whether it be a job, money, sex, or intel. She didn't seem to need or want any of these things, so why was she caring for him ? If he didn't have the emotional intelligence of a boxing glove, surely he'd understand.
            
            He begrudgingly took the wet cloth and pressed it against his forehead. If she hadn't proven to be trustworthy, he'd have thrown it into her face. The cold against his burning head felt nice though, like water on fire. "Told you I'm fine. I'm Supposed to wait it out," he lifted his mug and gulped the last of the coffee down. Putting it back on the table, he tilted his head to the left as he studied her. Nope, he couldn't figure her out, no matter how hard he stared.

@redrogers 
            
            Val’s cheeks continued to redden as she tore her eyes away to.. well… /anything/ else. Couldn’t he put a vest or something on? It was so distracting. Instead, she rose to her feet and busied herself with getting a cloth and dampening it under the tap of cold water. She then moved back over to him, handing it over to him to use on his face or neck. She heard that that could help fevers. 
            
            “Well you look like shit.” That was the thing about Valerie - she wasn’t afraid to speak her mind in front of him. And she wasn’t dead yet so she figured that he didn’t care either. She watched him for a moment, pausing at his question. “Does there have to be a reason? I was just passing by..” She trailed off, before changing the subject and frowning at him. “Look, I’d there a cure or some sort of treatment for whatever this is.” She reached out, taking the mug from him. “Caffeine is dehydrating. You’re supposed to be /hydrating/. Drink some water Steven.”

@-fangedgrins 
            
            She let out a huff, her arms quickly reaching out to grab ahold of his ankle in order to try and make him lose his balance. 

@-warriorhxart
            
            Levi blocked it off with ease, pushing her fist away swinging with his foot, aiming for her sides 

@-fangedgrins 
            
            She smiled sweetly, before throwing her fist forward, hoping for it to come in contact with his face. 

@-fangedgrins 
            
            Oh, no. You look /horrible/. *She lied as she tried to keep a straight face, before sniggering.* Don’t look at me like that.

@-warriorhxart
            
            It's warm too * he muttered, sitting up and looking at her, a mischievous smile on his lips * don't i look... Enticing? 

@-fangedgrins 
            
            Why do I have a feeling that you’re never gonna take that off now? *She snorted as she crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes flickering out of the window.*

@-warriorhxart 
            / an intro? id love to interact

@-MxrderousHubby- 
            
            /of course love. Is there a particular mood you’d prefer or should I just roll with it <3

Or drop things :)

@-PRINCELYFANGS- 
            
            / :,) ty <3

@-FANGEDHUNTER- 
            
            Not efficient if I kill you. *She pointed out playfully, before laughing, pouting slightly.* Dracula has never crept through my window, dumbass, and nor will he ever.* I’m only 168 years old. What are you, a billion? 
            *She paused, rubbing at the back of her neck with a frown.* What do you mean ‘again’? The first time had nothing to do with me, remember? 
            *Her eyes flickered back to the window, watching the moon outside as she finally raised her hand to bite at her nails.* I don’t /know/ if I have anything to do with it. I don’t remember. Look.. there’s a lot of things that you don’t know. I have blackouts and during them I have no recollection of what I do.. but more than often afterwards I find myself covered in blood and I don’t know where it’s come from. I don’t think ‘pulling a few strings’ is going to fix this. Just- Just forget about it, alright? I’m dealing with it. 
            *And with that, she swerved off topic, shoving the attention back to him.* Anyway, what about you? You been on any interesting hunts lately? 

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ@-warriorhxart 
            ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwhy knock when kicking down a door or climbing through a window is so much more efficient ?   (  he uttered  , his tone was gentle and light no longer holding the same loudness as before  .   fatigue had started to settle in  .       from the playful bump leading up to his hat to fall off his face a sigh abruptly left his lips as he squinted a little from the light  .    narrowing his brows his eyes remained closed  , her comment about his age earning a small scoff  .   )
            ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤmaybe I do plan on crawling through your window  like the blood-sucking creep Dracula  .   could add dramatic flair don't you think  ?    I'm not / that / old and / you / have no room to talk  , Corbeau ( raven ) .  
            ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( Vincent was going to let the problem go seeing he had no need to dabble in it but that all changed once he took notice of her tense posture and wavering smile at the mention of it  .      pressing his lips together the hunter rose from his laying position to face her  , sighing out as his hand rubbed the back of his neck  . )             oh , pour l'amour de Gabriel  . . ( oh for the love of Gabriel  . . )    you just mentioned bodies piling up here  , V  .    did you have something to do with that again or / not /    I'm not mad because we can fix this  with a pull of a few strings — but I will be upset if you lie to me  , Valerie  .   please  , respond carefully our ' friendship ' depends on it .

@-FANGEDHUNTER- 
            
            Hey- *She leaned over towards him, her voice lowering to a whisper.* Guess what? There are other ways to get into someone’s home… such as /knocking/. I trust you /know/ the word? *She laughed, shoving his shoulder lightly, causing the hat to slide off his face, before rising to her feet, heading over to the window for a moment, examining it. Strange, she could not remember leaving it open… She brought up her hands to rub at her temples. Perhaps she had had another blackout again..? Though this worry was clouded with a playful smile as she turned her head back towards him.* If I don’t want you to do it /again/? You /plan/ on climbing through my window like a creep again? And as I said before Helsing, I can handle myself. And I hardly /act/ as a lady. You’re a little old fashioned aren’t you? Oh wait… just /old/. *She teased, before her smile faltered ever so slightly at his last question.* What? /no/. I don’t know what you’re talking about. 

@-fangedgrins 
            
            “Swing then? You want me to hit you?” She chuckled teasingly, shaking her head.

@-warriorhxart
            
            He laughed and stepped back a bit. "really now? Swing then, princess." 

@-fangedgrins 
            
            “Rude.” She narrowed her eyes playfully, shoving his shoulder with her hand. “Two can play that game. <3