𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌

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[𝙷𝙾𝚆𝙻]

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There was something about this city that drew in the worst people, fae included. Howl had been foolish to think he had lost her trail, but little did he realize that, in locating his mystery woman from his past living somewhere in the corrupt city of Los Santos, he’d walked right into her domain. Go figure. 

“I’m used to admirers, but I don’t appreciate stalkers,” Howl said with a sigh as he turned on his feet in the empty park where he’d been investigating some children going missing for Miss Poppins. The woman who stood opposite him was beautiful; slender and poised with dark hair tumbling over her fragile-looking shoulders. He knew better, though. Gorgeous as he was, when he saw how ugly she was on the inside, he wanted nothing to do with her and ran. 

“How many times must I tell you no before you understand that my heart is not yours to have, Maleficent?”

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Men. Some of the worst kinds of creatures according to Maleficent. It was a man that had stolen the very light from her and made it so that she could never get it back. They were creatures of the night much worse than her and of that she was certain. His words were enough to make her chuckle as she came forward from the shadows that held her beneath them. “Don’t flatter yourself,” she said with a roll of her eyes. “Do you know nothing of a woman? For we don’t all want a pretty face.” She came closer to him, her finger running up his chin and ticking off once she hit its end. “Some of us desire more than the likings of a mere heart but that is the only way to get to what we truly want...” Her voice faded off before she revealed a smirk. “What I want from you is so much more than that.”

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Open starter || the park || midnight

Odd had been horrified by what he had heard on tv. He had witnessed horrors in his life and knew that tagging supernaturals would only be beginning. It couldn’t end well. It wouldn’t—and the thought made him Ill. He hoped that all the creatures like him could see the dangers in being put in the system and watched wherever they went… but he couldn’t be sure they would.

He had gone out that night and had found that he was more than a little pleased that he did when he discovered that there were bad people out and about. It would be dangerous for him but if it kept others from being hurt…. Well, it would be worth it…..

He easily kept into the trees, hidden by the shadows and the leaves. He only hesitated for only a moment before calling out, “Hello, deary. Out awfully late aren’t you?”

༝༝༝ ☾ ༝༝༝

Maleficent felt a strange sense of chaos surrounding the city. It was destined to turn to dust sooner or later but this was something different. She didn’t like it, the feeling of eyes growing when she’d rather be taking them out herself. This wasn’t to plan and she needed a place to think. The nighttime was when her brain worked the best, usually her most elaborate schemes were crafted once the sun slept. A finger laid on her would mean the loss of a hand but so much of this felt wrong, even to her. 

The sound of a voice brought more of a disappointment than interest. She wanted to be alone. With an eyebrow arched she turned to face the owner of the words. “Hello, pet,” she cooed back with a poison in her tone. “Are you one to talk? Out here so late, especially under the current conditions.” Mal kept her wits about her, sure to be on her toes if he dared misstep. 

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[𝙷𝙾𝚆𝙻]

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Howl looked at her, an eyebrow raised at her comment. He knew enough about the city from Mary to know that Silas was the name of the mayor, so he took a mental note. He brushed it off for now.

“You’re even in character, how clever. The competition never stood a chance,” he said cooly, beginning to spin his wheels over how to cut off her pursuer. He could feel her looking at him, hardly nervous like he was used to with women he’d saved - or picked up - over the decades by presenting himself as the hero. She was peculiar, and it brought his alertness to a new height. “Clearly dressed to kill,” Howl replied, pulling his arm out from it’s entwinement with hers to separate himself a hair, “I’m a gentleman of expensive taste, what can I say? And you, Miss…” He trailed off, leaving her space to fill in the blanks before he attempted to usher her back into giving him a destination. He did a short turn of his head to spy the person tailing them, before he glanced around, looking for a clever opening for him to depart from her, take care of them, and be on his way. “That late night speakeasy you were telling me about – where was that again?”

༝༝༝ ☾ ༝༝༝

Maleficent gave him a small glare, a smirk grabbing at the edges of her lips. He knew his way to the sweetest of words and she couldn’t deny him that. She liked to always have something up her sleeve if she could. Even though she had more planned for this season, she might as well dress the part while plotting it. “Someone must be ready in case the opportunity presents itself,” she joked, relinquishing her grip on him. “Don’t worry, it shows.” Maleficent was curious herself but kept her eyes focused before them. There was a moment she observed him before eyeing him questionably. “One street over, on the left,” she said with the raise of her eyebrow. “You don’t expect me to miss out on the fun now, do you?”

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[𝙷𝙾𝚆𝙻]

𝖜𝖍𝖔: everyone 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊: tsavo streets 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓: two am

A devourer of hearts, but he was no killer. He could spot a man with truly terrible motives in the dark. And this city, sadly, seemed full of them - men and women alike.

“Don’t look now,” Howl said casually as he leaned into a stranger and urged them to walk forward with him with a gentle touch of their lower back and a pep in his step. “but there’s been a strange gentleman following you. Act very natural and direct me to a public space that you feel safe in, then I can handle the rest – but I insist that you play along.”

A slight tilt of his head to glance over his shoulder, he still saw a shadow of a character trailing around the corner. “How was your day, sweetheart? I assume that you won the halloween contest with your costume.”

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It wasn’t out of character to have someone lurking in the shadows. Maleficent allured darkness and she wasn’t surprised upon hearing the words whispered in her ear. Although, she was pleased by what she saw when she looked over at the informant. “I bet it’s one of Silas’ rats,” she growled before giving him a facade of a smile. “Of course, I will follow your lead.”

The female took his arm as they began to walk, her own thrones growing around him. “It’s the best season, how could it be anything less than deliciously evil?” Maleficent looked down at her attire, taking her dress into her free hand and swaying the black fabric. “Oh, you flatter me. Elvira just felt like... right, as I’m sure you understand.” Her eyes stayed on him and didn’t stray to the follower. She was used to a protector, a bird on her shoulder if you will. It wasn’t that she couldn’t fight her own battles but she preferred that to be the worst case scenario. She didn’t like to get her hands dirty. “You look as decadent as ever,” she hummed. 

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[𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙰]

open.  location: headless haunts.

“I’m not scared,” Terra claimed indignantly with her hands on her waist and her face tilted upwards to show a false sense of confidence. “I don’t get scared of things like this.” In reality, she was scared - places like these always gave her the heebie jeebies, especially when she was a child or a teen. Usually, her parents didn’t provide her the comfort that she craved in times like these, so she had to force a brave face and a confident tone. “Don’t tell me that you’re scared, are you?” The blonde turned to the person next to her with a small smile spreading across her face. “If not, I can truly give you a fright.” 

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Maleficent loved to watch the people squirm. This was all just a facade, the real spooks where what happened in the world below. If anything this was a party, everyone unsuspecting of what was to come. She couldn’t help but overhear the blonde’s reassurance to herself and it brought a smile to Mal’s lips. It was in her nature to observe the world, for it was too fascinating to not. Not very often was she approached with a conversation. Maleficent figured her constant scowl would drive most of those away but this girl didn’t seem to mind it and struck one up. “Can you now?” An eyebrow rose, the woman folding her arms over her chest. “Do tell, I have to see this.”

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𝔩𝔬𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫: sunnyside club 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢: between 10pm and midnight 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔬: anyone

Nighttime was the best time, at least if you asked Lotso. He owned one of the most popular night clubs in Sunnyside – hell, maybe in all of Tsavo. Sunnyside, the neighborhood where Lotso opened his club of the same name, was rife with people looking for a good time or at least a distraction. Night meant Lalo was making money. And Lalo loved to make money.

Sitting in his favorite booth – it had views of the best bar in the joint, the dance floor, and the door – Lalo ashed his cigarette and watched all the bodies swaying to the music and smiled to himself. suddenly, someone was stopped almost blocking his view. Reaching out with a gentle tap, Lalo offered them a lupine grin and stretched his arm out to the otherwise empty booth. “Care to join me for a drink? On the house… never seen you around here before, wanna make sure you enjoy yourself.”

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Maleficent was drawn to the night, it’s when anything interesting seemed to happen around this place. That’s when the freaks would crawl out of their holes and she was pleased to see them all mingle. Not to mention it’s when most of her business dealings were solidified. Being in charge of such a delicate topic as weaponry brought a need for the darkness, where the proper tradings were made. If there was one thing her father made sure of before he died it was that she knew how to handle herself in the business world, reigning it with an iron fist himself. 

Tonight she’d found herself somewhere new, keeping an eye out on a few of her own minions when she was tapped and her attention skewed. Her expression was curious as she observed the man and her arms unfolded from her chest. “What kind of girl would I be if I turned down a free drink?” Mal felt her lips twitch into a smirk. “I assume you must be the owner then? Care to keep me company? I’d hate to have to drink alone.” 

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Aurora wasn’t entirely sure HOW she ended up at the markets at night and she was positive her aunties would flip if they knew she’d wandered into the less safe part of the city. Still, she found herself looking here and there at everything, unable to take it all in even as she she spun in a slow circle. Suddenly though, she saw as well as felt something… absolutely terrifying; a familiar face that haunted her dreams. “I…. Sorry ma’am. I’ll just…” she sidestepped her quickly, keeping her head down. She didn’t know why she felt so unsettled but even as she tried to make her escape, she couldn’t put her finger on why the woman scared her so.

༝༝༝ ☾ ༝༝༝

Upon seeing her the realization set in and the smirk grew while the pieces started to fit together. She knew precisely who this flower was plucked from, a garden she’d once known well and now she was intrigued. “Did I startle you?” Mal spoke in a smooth tone that was laced with her own ulterior motives. Little did the girl know it had been some time that she’d thought about Stephen and the betrayal he’d caused her father all those years ago. Word that he had a daughter had gone about but an appearance from the infamous child was never made. “You’re in the wrong place to be scared so easily, dear,” she said with her lips pushing into a pout. “You don’t know what kind of darkness lurks out here at night.”

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“Dragging you to the pits of Tartatus is very well becoming a possible one-” Hades replied with a coy smile and raise of his eyebrows. He loved to throw around a good threat, but in the end, he wold restrain himself. It was more satisfying to end his rivalries in more intricate ways. “–Except you’re not important enough for me to lay a hand on you. You’re still just a blip in the grand scheme of things, I’m afraid. What, come to hand out curses like candies to small children?”

༝༝༝ ☾ ༝༝༝

Maleficent leaned deeper into her hip, her hand reaching up to settle against her curves. “As if I’d want to be important to you,” she said, her voice matching his disinterest. If Hades was anything it was a thorn in her side and she knew that she had returned the favor. Situations where they spoke were usually short on both sides. “Oh, yes and where’s your nephew? How’s he doing?” Mal said with a sarcastic smile. 

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WHO: anyone!​ WHERE: street market 

Maleficent finally emerged from her office out long past sunset, as usual. That was when the city really came alive. Her connections with the black market made that inside was safer during the day, to play the facade of the business woman her father created her to be. Once the light was gone in Los Santos was when her real job began and she wasn’t playing solely to appearances. She made her way through the hoards surrounding the night market, being sure to make note of anyone she’d recognized from the underground. That’s when she locked eyes with someone after they abruptly stopped in front of her. “Are you just going to stand there or do you have other functions?”