Carla Nero

Independent OC || Mun 20+ || Selective

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Exasperated Feathers || Zack & Kaylee

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She shook her head, and considered Carla’s words. They were, while harsh, true. Someone above her didn’t have a need to eliminate her. Someone below her might, but they couldn’t get her contracts without help. 

‘Unless there’s a serious bribe going on with one of my superiors. Someone on the outside pissed cause I took out their buddy, or someone below me looking to move higher in ranks.’ A better record meant better contracts, and a bigger payout. As of right now, no one in the guild made more than Aiden did. ‘But they wouldn’t take me out if they could take out my brother. And despite him being top dog, I’m harder to get to.’

Zack and Carla glanced at each other.  “Okay, so... maybe - and bare with me on this, because it’s a bit of a long shot, but the only reasonably believable thing I can think of - someone below you in that whole assassin ranking game thing knows about the magic world,” Carla suggested, glancing back at Kaylee with a shrug. “And maybe, considering he or she are probably well aware you would kick their ass if they attempted to take you on personally, they instead hired a would-be supernatural assassin to attempt to do the work for them?” 

Zack considered this for a moment. “It is a plausible story; there are many creatures of the magic world that would happily take such a situation into their own hands - and have the capability of finding aid with others. What are your thoughts, Kaylee?”

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Exasperated Feathers || Zack & Kaylee

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She was tired, a bit grumpy, and wholly prepared for saying it as it was, but Carla beat her to it. She supposed that was for the better; no sense in making snide or harsh remarks to the people trying to keep her safe. Once she figured out who threatened that, and had it dealt with, she could part ways with them.

‘Anyone in the higher ranks.’ Kaylee responded, folding her arms. ‘Which is about fifteen people. Personal details would only be accessible by the director and us.’ 

Carla crossed her arms across her chest, tilting her head slightly to the side. "Question is, what logical reason would an assassin who is already a higher rank than you have to kill you? He - or she - would have better access to higher quality targets, get to demand more money, be prided on the fact they're better. Really, it would be bit of a waste of time, wouldn't it?" She paused, glancing at Kaylee with apologetic eyes. “Did not mean to sound like such a bitch, just then."

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Kaylee laughed softly. ‘Well I didn’t track mud so Hayyel won’t have my head on her mantel any time soon.’ She made a face and swatted at him lightly. ‘You’re covered in blood, reeking of sweat and smoke. Nah, I think I can hold out.’ Her touch was light and efficient as she worked on patching him up. 

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Daniel smiled charmingly down at her. “Oh, not even the best of you can stay away from Daniel Chase for long.” He tried to hold a straight face after that, but quickly failed; bursting into a fit of giggles.

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‘Getting in and out of places unseen quickly, sort of my specialty.’ She dropped down in front of him. ‘Don’t be expecting any kissing tonight.’ She started getting the things prepped for patching him up.

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“Ah, something we have in common,” Daniel remarked, then paused with a purse in his lips. “Usually, that is. It’s kind of difficult when you’re terrified of an angel who loves her floors clean.” 

He chuckled, leaning in slightly and planting a kiss on her cheek before she could stop him. “You can’t go without kissing me. I’m too irresistible.” 

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She had what she needed, aside from the booze, but she did manage to find alcohol to clean things with. She wasn’t keen on finding Carla, considering the girl liked her about as much as anyone liked a bad rash. The feelings were pretty close to mutual. She made her way back to the front with her collected items.

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Daniel looked back up as the door opened behind him, his half finished cigarette hanging out of his mouth while his lips spread into a cheeky grin.  “That didn’t take you long.”

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She rolled her eyes. ‘Don’t think you’re not still in trouble for that, too.’ She reminded him, slipping into the Safehouse. How she was supposed to avoid being seen while asking Carla about booze was beyond her, but at least she got to the Infirmary without being seen.

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Daniel sat on the stairs, fishing into his jacket pocket for his pack of smokes, putting a new one in his mouth before lighting it. 

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Carla’s nose had been buried in the same book for what felt like hours, and she still didn’t have the answer she wanted. After the shock of learning one of the most powerful and evil archdemons in existence had started out just like her - thinking they were just a regular human - she hadn’t been able to find the reason behind their turning. It was close to driving her mad.

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She gave a nod and gestured to the door. ‘Might wanna let me in then.’ She found out the hard way that pretty much every door in the Safehouse wouldn’t grant her access. Bit of a bum out when it meant no sneaking into Daniel’s room. Or leaving his room in the middle of the night and hoping to get back in.

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He stood from his position on the curb and walked to the door, pushing gently on it until it swung inwards.  "Try not to get caught,” he said. “I know they like you, but they won’t like me if they know I went out and got myself in trouble again.”

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She leaned in and pecked his cheek. ‘Least we don’t have to worry about those pretty lips of yours.’ She pushed herself to her feet. ‘Now tell me what I’m getting before you bleed all over the place. I’m sure there’s sharks around here just thinking about what sort of tasty meal you’d make.’

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"A needle and thread, a wet rag, and... ask Carla if she has anymore booze left for me to use,” Daniel replied. The stitching kit in the infirmary was hopefully still under the sink where he’d left it.

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‘How does that whole thing even work? You put the toxic shit in your body, and then what?’ She was curious, and steady staring at his leg. ‘You know, I could run in and grab something for you. Hayyel actually likes me.’ Pretty much everyone there liked her.

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Daniel shrugged. “I figure, depending on how many smokes I have a day, that by the time I wake up in the morning, my body has already healed the damage I’ve done to it,” he replied with a shrug. The fact was a disappointment to him; he’d taken up smoking thinking it would kill him quicker, if something else didn’t in the meantime.  A small smile pulled at his lips. “Everyone likes you,” he answered, though looked away when he realized that was a lie. Carla didn’t like her; or at least, she pretended not to. Daniel wasn’t entirely sure what her problem was with Kaylee, but it seemed whenever she was brought up, the blonde got... well, sassy would be a nice way to put it.

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She had been on her way to see him, when she saw him in a not so pleasant state. It was almost exasperating to see him sitting outside, rather than getting some sort of treatment for it, but it wouldn’t do much to push it on him. Instead, she dropped down next to him and snaked his smoke. 

‘You ever kiss the hot end of one of these?’ She asked, poking the flame out and offering it back up. ‘Tastes like ash.’ She nudged him lightly. It was supposed to be a play on words, and probably pretty lame, but at least she hadn’t started lecturing him.

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He glanced over to her when he felt her sit beside him, watching as the poked the flame of his cigarette out.  A small, deep chuckle reverberated through his chest as he glanced back down to the ground, where a pool of his blood had begun to settle on the pavement.  “I can’t say I’ve ever tried,” he answered. “I value my lips too much. They’re one of my finer features.”

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Daniel sat on the curb, his smoke hanging from the corner of his mouth as he began to undo his bloody boot. The red liquid was everywhere; on the outside of his boot, the inside, coating his sock, staining the skin of his foot. There was no way he’d be able to get inside without making a mess, and that was something he wasn’t entirely sure he wanted, especially with the mood Hayyel has been in as of late. 

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‘It goes on you, it interests me.’ That included the people he took as lovers. Kyrian kept track of them better than he kept track of his own, and ensured none would try to swipe the male away from him. He supposed a solution could’ve been to remain with Ace, but there was no appeal in lingering in this city for long.

His lips went to Ace’s thigh, and with little warning, his fangs sank into the inner part. It’d make ordinary people sluggish. It’d make Ace feel as if he sampled the greatest drug anyone could.

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Ace tossed his head back at the feel of Kyrian’s fangs, his mouth opening in a silent gasp. He had missed his vampire. If only Kyrian loved this city as much as he did. Then the vampire would stay; stay beside the immortal that loved him. But he knew he didn’t; the vampire had a wonderlust that could never be satisfied. He would never stay in one place, not even to be with Ace. And Ace wouldn’t leave his beloved city; especially when he was the one of the only Grigori that remained here to deal with the messes the Slayers left behind. He had a job, his clubs, a reputation; he had a life here, and he wasn’t going to leave it behind. If only the vampire understood that; if only Kyrian would stay.

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‘You have three others. One in red, one in blue, and another in black.’ He looked up briefly. ‘I hated that one. The others, much more flattering on you.’ It was the only hint Ace got that Kyrian’s interest went deeper than physical need. Sure, he returned time after time to him, but he paid attention to detail. He knew the grigori as well as he knew himself, and he had let the other immortal in to do the same. He was a bit more careful with the pants, and tugged them down so he could run his hands along his thighs. 

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A breathless chuckle escaped the grigori.  “I had no idea you took such an interest in my illustrious wardrobe,” he remarked, moving his hands to run them through the vampires hair. “I would suggest a shirt I think would suit you nicely, were I not so fond of you without your clothes on.”  The immortal lifted his head to grin down at Kyrian, flashing his white teeth as he kicked off his leather pants.

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‘I have a grudging admiration for those stupid enough to try.’ He was too stubborn to openly admit someone could kick his ass. Even if he enjoyed having it called well formed. He especially enjoyed the noise that accompanied his bite. Most flinched away, or added that he wasn’t allowed to feed– as if that really stopped him. Not Ace. Ace always let the conversation drop in favour of this.

His fingers went to his shirt, popping the buttons off what he was sure was once a nice shirt. It was much nicer on the ground where the other male was exposed to him. He lifted Ace with ease and carried him over to his desk, knocking some things off of it to set him down. Before the grigori could protest, his mouth was on his chest, fangs scraping as he kissed and nipped his way down the hard panes of his torso.

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Ace pouted down at his shirt for a moment before being literally whisked off his feet. The next thing he knew he was on his back on the pane of his desk, the vampire’s fangs grazing the skin of his chest as he kissed his way down his torso. Tilting his head back, the immortal let out a sound of pleasure.  “That shirt was made by Madame Weaver,” he remarked breathlessly. “You had better make up for that.”

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He snarled quietly at the chiding, but didn’t argue it overly much. Let anyone else try, and most would face their throats being ripped out. Half of Kyrian’s inability to do it stemmed from his acceptance that the grigori was as strong as he was.

‘This Carla bird the one you think I’d like?’ He asked, stepping close and dragging him against him. His nose buried against his neck, taking in the layering scents. Things from the club, a hint of his more recent activities, but the most obvious smell was strictly him. He nipped at his neck. ‘Stay with me.’

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“I’ve come to realize you have a particular respect for those who have the capability to kick your well formed ass,” Ace noted, tilting his head to the side as the vampire nipped possessively at his skin. A shaky breath escaped him, one that normally would go unnoticed, if not for the hearing of a vampire. “So yes, I believe you would like her.” But enough talk of Carla Nero. Kyrian was back, and Ace had plenty he would like to catch up on.  His hands moved down to run along the vampires sides, one coming to rest on his hip, the other dipping lower to tease the bulge at the vampires crutch with his fingertips. “Always.”

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He let out a derisive snort, shaking his head. ‘The whole lot is full of gits. Half of them would’ve been wiped out sooner if the vamps around here could pull their head from their arses before attacking.’ He finished off his smoke and punched it out, dropping it into the ashtray that may have been borrowed from downstairs. Pushing off the desk, he slowly sauntered towards the silver haired male.

‘Pleasure.’ He moved in, sniffing the air. ‘You’ve been fucking someone else.’ It wasn’t a question.

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“Closed mindedness does not become you, Ky,” Ace retorted, wiggling his finger at the vampire. He had always had a soft spot for the Demiangels - Lord knew why - but even he had to admit that lately it was becoming less of a soft spot, and more of a favour for the half angel warriors. “Even Natasha seems to have forgotten the petty hatred - though, I am not sure if that is their race as a whole, or if it just Carla that she’s grown to admire.” Lord knew he did.

With a dismissive wave of his hand, Ace dropped the vampire’s gaze to roll his eyes. “You come and go as you please, leaving for years at a time. What, exactly, would you have me do?”  They were both just as lustful as the other, and they knew it. 

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‘Your club smells like shit.’ Kyrian looked up as the grigori entered his office. ‘Been letting them slayers come around, again.’ He took a drag from his cigarette and released the smoke. He was perched on the desk, arrogant smile in place while he waited for his long time partner to return. Of course, Ace would’ve known he was there the moment he entered the grounds. Any waiting done was strictly for spite. Bastard.

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Ace glanced up at the sound of his voice, his silver eyes raking over the vampire slowly. It mattered not how long they were parted, whether it be a day or a hundred, Ace was always startled by how beautiful the undead bastard really was.  He cocked a brow, a grin pulling at the corners of his thin lips.  “You should see some of their new recruits,” Ace remarked pleasantly, closing his office door silently behind him. “One of them especially, I think you’d like.” A chuckle escaped the immortals mouth. 

“To what, exactly, do I owe the pleasure of your company this evening?”