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ㅤㅤ“I'll bring a bouquet of roses as thanks if you're still around tomorrow.”

ㅤㅤ•° the blonde left with that, running home with light feet.
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At the idea of a generous vampire, she gave a soft chuckle. Those didn't exist.

Not even her. If she hadn't drank her fill... well, she can be just as territorial as any vampire.

"You're welcome." She said, anyway.
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ㅤㅤ“That's peculiar.”

ㅤㅤ•° grabbing on to the body and hoisting up her shoulder.

ㅤㅤ“Thank you anyways. I don't see generous vampires often.”
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November 13, 2025 at 5:06 AM
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ㅤㅤ“That's peculiar.”

ㅤㅤ•° grabbing on to the body and hoisting up her shoulder.

ㅤㅤ“Thank you anyways. I don't see generous vampires often.”
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"Can't drink once the heart stops. Besides, this is my second."

She nodded to the body.

"Y'can take it if you want. Less clean up for me."
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ㅤㅤ•° the whole body.ᐣ.ᐟ

ㅤㅤ“ ... Are you sure.ᐣ You're not still hungry, are you.ᐣ“
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November 13, 2025 at 4:06 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° with a wave of her hand in the air, the montblanc pen fell to the ground again. Clearly, her tricks are beyond simple street magician tricks.

ㅤㅤ“Sorry, I don't like using fountain pens.“

—&—
He turned the paper around, slid it back towards Cerise, and placed the pen beside it.

P: "You may write the charity's name and the desired amount on the dotted line below."

He leaned back in his chair, the leather sighing softly, and waited.
November 13, 2025 at 2:58 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° ‘ Cerise Desrosiers ’

ㅤㅤ•° that's what it says. Desrosiers. His stage name. Not the name on his actual ID card, not the alternative last name he has been using for the past five centuries or so.

ㅤㅤ•° he could only suppress a laugh.

—&—
The amount was ¥116,593,246 (~$752,770). The number was printed in bold, impossible to miss.

Akemi took a final drag from her cigarette, stubbed it out in the ashtray, and turned her gaze from the contract to Cerise.

The president watched from behind his clutched fingers in anticipation.
November 12, 2025 at 4:26 PM
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ㅤㅤ•° the whole body.ᐣ.ᐟ

ㅤㅤ“ ... Are you sure.ᐣ You're not still hungry, are you.ᐣ“
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Oh!

Well, then, sure. She could take the whole body if she wants. Claudia hasn't cleaned up yet.
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ㅤㅤ•° whether the heart is still beating or not doesn't matter. It's for her roses back home.
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November 12, 2025 at 10:34 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° whether the heart is still beating or not doesn't matter. It's for her roses back home.
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Nobody special. Just the first woman she got her hands on.

Share?
She guesses she could... not sure if the heart's still beating, though.
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ㅤㅤ•° and who did she hunt tonight.ᐣ And the blonde wondered if ... she could share. Just half a limb would be fine.
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November 12, 2025 at 8:17 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° and who did she hunt tonight.ᐣ And the blonde wondered if ... she could share. Just half a limb would be fine.
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She's just finished hunting for the second time tonight.

Casually licking blood off of her fingers.
November 12, 2025 at 8:04 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° Luka looked away as the redhead took his pack of cheap chewing gums, then slid it back inside his trenchcoat pocket. He pushed it deeper to make sure it wouldn't fall off. A quiet grumble left him, something about a sudden body search.

—&—
"Kaichou. This is Cerise. The one I was telling you about." She smiled, tapping a column of ash into the golden tray.
November 11, 2025 at 12:53 AM
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November 10, 2025 at 11:54 PM
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"Dσҽʂ ιƚ ɱαƚƚҽɾ ɯԋҽɾҽ I ƈαɱҽ ϝɾσɱ? I'ɱ σɳʅყ ʅσσƙιɳɠ ϝσɾɯαɾԃ, ɾҽαʅʅყ, Ⴆҽƈαυʂҽ ҽʋҽɾყƚԋιɳɠ αɾσυɳԃ ɱҽ? Tԋҽყ'ɾҽ ʂƚҽρʂ ƚσ ɠҽƚ ԋιɠԋҽɾ ιɳ ƚԋҽ ʂƙყ."
September 10, 2025 at 10:58 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° the blonde's eyes, bluish grey in color, followed the woman's hands, watching the fingers tangle around the yellow strands. She doesn't usually allow anyone to touch her hair. She's an Umbra Witch, after all, and an Umbra's hair is their most prized possession.

—&—
Whimsically intending to weave through the exposed amounts not tied back.

"Lucky me ta have stumbled upon you.✨"

Soothing touch then subtracted. Hand returned to her side, and a gesture given for the dhampir to take the lead once more.
November 10, 2025 at 6:34 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° the dhampir needs a new place to hang around in. Preferably somewhere with drinks.
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November 10, 2025 at 12:16 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° bats ... .ᐣ That's their thing too.ᐟ

ㅤㅤ•° they forced themselves to focus at what they're doing at the moment, pushing the questions down for now. Balling up one of their hands and watching purple electric sparks envelope it, they pulled backwards and—--

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ--—𝘾𝙍𝘼𝙎𝙃 .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ

—&—
"Coffee sounds lovely. A shame I don't have a cup of it now ta enjoy the show.~"

And with that, she heeded their words. Enticing form was shrouded in bats. Enveloped, and disappearing.

Voluptuous form re-materializing perched atop a building's rooftop across from the first heist.
November 10, 2025 at 12:14 AM
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August 15, 2025 at 5:15 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° appearing behind her like a cryptid.

ㅤㅤ“I know a place.”
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"I want a massage..." Malaya mumbled, sighing as she stretched and pulled off her blazer as she walked down the street at night for home.
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November 9, 2025 at 12:05 PM
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ㅤㅤ•° the top hat disappeared with a flick of her wrist, and so did the mask. Some of her hair slipped out from the ponytail, and they returned to being a totally normal civilian.

ㅤㅤ“Come on. I have two more in my list. After this, I'll treat you to coffee.”

—&—
Only for a different side to be hidden underneath.

Elated features flashed to the now masked thief.

"How naughty. How could I say no ? ~ "
November 9, 2025 at 4:08 AM
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ㅤㅤ“Hm ... ”

ㅤㅤ •° they placed a finger on their chin, thinking. What to do, what to do ...

ㅤㅤ•° oh.ᐟ

ㅤㅤ“We can have a bit of fun today. I can let you in on a secret, if you promise to never tell anyone.”

ㅤㅤ•° the smile turned mischievous, though there was a hint of danger beneath it.

—&—
"Anything great enough ta quell the boredom plaguing me today. I'm very much fond of spontaneous tides, and where they take me.✨"
November 9, 2025 at 2:58 AM
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ㅤㅤ“Satisfaction.ᐣ”

ㅤㅤ•° the stranger's long blonde hair, partially tied up to a ponytail while the rest laid around their neck, shifted as they tilted their head.

ㅤㅤ“And what sort of ‘ adequate satisfaction ’ do you need.ᐣ”

—&—
"Well, if you're offering ta help," she answered sweetly.

"I'm dreadfully in need of adequate satisfaction." Gaelic accent dripped delivery.

Cadence like audible silk to most ears.
November 9, 2025 at 2:24 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° the blonde man raised his head up, the face familiar, but somehow a tinge more masculine with the hair down, falling messily like a lion's mane. He looked towards his friend, and the friend shrugged.

—&—
Akemi's French precise if slightly rusty.

It was a remnant from her work in the diplomatic wing of her organization, alongside Ran.

Then, she turned her head towards Cerise. Her smile remained, but her eyes held a different, more pointed message.

"Can we talk somewhere quiet?"
November 9, 2025 at 12:53 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° the person walked down the sidewalk, their blonde ponytail swaying in the weak wind of autumn. They made a sudden turn into an alleyway, and leaned against a wall.

ㅤㅤ“𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘵. You have returned to me, 𝘮𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦́𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘶𝘹.“

—&—
Once hanging back she'd simply begin following it from afar.

And follow she did.

After a handful of minutes the night warrior began trailing the stranger in the trench coat — curious to see where this went.
November 9, 2025 at 12:23 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° a jewelry store has been robbed. One of the glass tables inside was shattered, and a few necklaces were taken. It seemed that the perpetrator simply went inside, smashed the thing open, and ran out before anyone could process what happened.

—&—
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Sounds of sudden commotion could be heard on the current street block. The succubus in human form was enjoying brunch at a café; a pleasant view of the city at its outdoor seating.

"Someone being naughty this early? Perhaps I'll go see what this is about.✨"
November 7, 2025 at 10:29 PM
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ㅤㅤ“I won't tell, you can trust me.”

ㅤㅤ•° she moved back up Mictlantecuhtli, before they flew back up with their four wings.

ㅤㅤ“I'll see you tomorrow.ᐟ”

ㅤㅤ•° and with that, the thief and demons trio flew away, up and up until they're only a dot in the sky.
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Malaya paused and looked up at her apartment building, seeing her window light off, "...guess Denji isn't in. Or he's passed out inside. But yes, I'd really appreciate itif he doesn't know anything about what I am right now."
November 6, 2025 at 7:19 AM
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ㅤㅤ•° a man walked down the wet concrete street, bright lights beaming down on him, painting his blonde hair red, then blue, then green. He did not seem to mind, as he held the brown coat around himself tighter.

ㅤㅤ“This way, Redgrave.”

—&—
She lifted the glass, wiggled it, watching the shimmering liquid dance, and took a sip.

Now, it was a waiting game.
November 6, 2025 at 2:26 AM
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ㅤㅤ“Yikes.”

ㅤㅤ•° she wondered if other vampires go crazy over blood. She herself isn't a vampire, after all, but a dhampir.

ㅤㅤ“My condolences, I didn't know.”

ㅤㅤ•° Mictlantecuhtli flew over, eventually landing on the roof of the building. Cerise landed first, offering a hand to Malaya.
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"But that's-" Malaya paused and frowned, "...controlling it is impossible." She mumbled, looking out ahead to scout out her building.

She soon pointed at it, sighing, "If anything, I'm taught to embrace it. Just let go and enjoy the ride."

Like a high she can't get off of.
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ㅤㅤ“That's why we're training, dear. We're making sure that you can control your bloodlust.”

ㅤㅤ•° Mictlantecuhtli flew up and up, then spun around slowly.

ㅤㅤ“Point at where your house is.”

ㅤㅤ•° she turned to look at Malaya, giving her space to sit on the front.
November 4, 2025 at 8:18 AM
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ㅤㅤ“That's why we're training, dear. We're making sure that you can control your bloodlust.”

ㅤㅤ•° Mictlantecuhtli flew up and up, then spun around slowly.

ㅤㅤ“Point at where your house is.”

ㅤㅤ•° she turned to look at Malaya, giving her space to sit on the front.
Strong or not, that feeling of having no control and just driven by bloodlust... It really is a terrifying feeling. She can't risk doing that and hurting Cerise or anyone again.

Most importantly, Denji.

She'd be willing to give her blood to him but if he offered... She'd never forgive herself.
November 3, 2025 at 1:39 PM