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“Yanno, we keep meeting like this and I’m gonna start to think you’re following me.”

Is she trembling as she tucks her taser back into its hip holster, is her smirk plastered on a little too tightly to her face as she glances up at her big, red friend?

The small kick at the previously possessed plant seems idle, perhaps, just something to do with her feet -- but there’s a touch of aggression there, out of character for Darcy.

[tribridkissed]

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Hope didn’t HATE cats...cats were just wary of her.

She chalked it up to the fact that she was a wolf--well a Tribrid, but a wolf--and they simply saw her as a DOG. After all, dogs were related to wolves. Looking around, Hope counted the cats that she could see, and then she took in a deep breath. “You...have way more cats than I thought that you did. For some reason, I thought that you were EXAGGERATING,” she admitted to Red. Why he would have a reason to do that, she didn’t know, but she was a little worried that the cats were already forming opinions about her. “I get it though. Seeing you in here with them, you really do come off as a cat person, I just missed it.”

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Demona kept slowly pushing her hands into his tense muscles, smirking at his response,

"It's the talons," she teased gently, sitting up onto her knees and moving to his shoulders.

[cyberwitchblood]

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“Yo, tall, dark, and spooky” Not that she was one to talk, but to her that was more of a compliment than an insult. An index finger points down to her skirt...Which he had stepped on, leaving her unable to move. Well, she could, but she’d end up making the tall stranger fall. 

“Feels like you stopped your train on someone else’s station” 

[extraordinarygrrls]

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Abigail Cain found her work at the BDRP far more invigorating than back at the police department. Investigating anatomy far from human, paranormal investigation, studying a world separate from her own but so close that she can touch it.

She was starting to understand why her Uncle Herbert studied what he did, this wasn’t normal, but it was certainly satisfying. She’d stay up late just fixating on a single subject, it was ectoplasm this time. She didn’t even notice someone coming into the lab until she heard a knock on the door frame.

Hellboy, blood sample third from the top, second from the right, she was intimidated by him when she first came to the Bureau, she still was really. She considered the ways in which the demon could quite efficiently kill her, and maintained a polite distance like she did with everyone outside of the lab. But why was he here now? So late? She tried to be as quiet as possible.

“Hellboy.” She said, gently placing down her sample of ectoplasm and turning around. “Hello. It’s... Late, you know. Is there something you needed?” 

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Kekipi walked into the facility, her hands tucked into her military pants pockets as she looked around. She was recently transferred to the U.S Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense after being a Navy Seal for 17 years. It was a good change of pace and with her being a supernatural being, she was sure she would be of good use.

She was told she would be meeting with someone they called.. Red was it? Well, guess she would wait and see who this individual was she was suppose to work with.

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[baddeleyite-archived]

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“I-I’m unsure of your people’s customs are, red one, but I am fairly certain that pointing guns at people is probably considered rude.”