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Mo laughed and shook their head, "Get enough drinks in you and I'm sure I can get the run down," they quipped. That was easier, making a quick joke, it was always lower stakes on that front. Looking at her, he had to look away feeling a light flush as he chuckled to himself again, "The biting is a bonus," he said as they went back to walking. The conversation lighter before they were outside Val's, they gave her a curious look. "What you feeling like today? Head straight to VIP or do some dancing on Delirium, need at least some shots before I go to Red Dragon to do karaoke."
Nothing about the Von family really made sense, if you looked at it from an outside perspective. How could both Parker and her brother flush when they didn't have blood in their veins? All the same, her face often felt like it was on fire when Mo was around, and she was more than sure there was some way that her face reflected that. "It's - okay, you know what, I'm not going to explain it," she shook her head. "This is a trap and I'm not falling for it." Parker found herself talking about her streaming career all too often, and while Halen was forced to put up with it as her brother, she wasn't going to make Mo sit through a detailed explanation. "Well, that's one way to put it. I was gonna say sass masters supreme, actually. With a little bit of playful biting sprinkled in. None of this is any fun if we can't just drag each other to hell and back because deep down we actually like each other's company."
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Seeing a vampire actually blush, never ceased to amaze Mo, leaning back a bit to dodge her hair. Sometimes he forgot how separate age made them, the years blended together at times. There's a brief moment where they almost get the urge to snarl over the tip comment but manage to hold it off shrugging. Running a hand through their hair, "Still don't really get what subbing to you does, but I like the little mini yous I can spam," he said, "Xander was trying to get Foster to make me a VIP on their channel, not sure what that's about." There's more he wants to say but she's not wrong, he feels too sober to be spilling feelings right now. Starting to walk with her again, "Oh yeah? What's our dynamic? Sexy vampire and her shadow?"

"Mo!" Parker flushed a little, shaking her head so that it fanned in front of her face for a moment. "I meant I'm boring because I'm actually only twenty eight." She squeezed his hand back, a way of semi acknowledging what else he said. "The most exciting thing I've lived through so far is being able to be more open about the fact that I'm a vampire. People on stream love that - I'm always getting tipped to flash my fangs or wings. Way better than when people ask me to show my tits," she laughed lightly, but she was being serious. "C'mon, we're both too sober to be this nice to each other this early in the night. We have a dynamic to uphold."
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"Let me live in my delusions, it's the only way I can go on," Mo joked shaking his head. If he asked Knightley he could likely get a more accurate answer or his sister, she probably still had his documents somewhere. He was ready with another quip but his brow furrowed instead. Giving her hand a light squeeze he frowned, "Who ever said you're boring? You're like one of the coolest people I know," they said shrugging, "You know I love you-r-your vibe."

"Oh, is that what you think?" Parker laughed, flipping her hair behind her shoulder. "Well, I won't burst your bubble then." She had no idea how old Mo actually was - she'd never asked, and he either wasn't ready to tell her that, or even he wasn't entirely sure. She stopped as he turned to look at her, eyes lighting up as his flashed red. "Oh look at you, scary boy." She teased, gently elbowing his side. "I'd say it's a high probability that you just love danger - but what do I know, I'm just a boring lil vampire who hangs out with ancient beings."
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"And yet I don't look a day over 105," he quipped waggling his eyebrows at her. They squeezed her hand back feeling his grin grow as he glanced at her. "Don't threaten me with a good time," they said shooting her a wink for good measure. His eyes flickered to her wings stopping to turn towards her. For a second his eyes flashed red, his grin never faltering. "Full naming me too? Maybe I'm just attracted to danger."
"Oh that's right I forgot you're old old," she teased. Instead of saying anything, she just gently squeezed their hand as they started towards the club, letting out a scoff. "You better not! Otherwise I'll have to bite you harder than usual for leaving me stranded in the rain! If one of us is gonna look like a wet dog, it should not be me." There was a soft breeze behind them; her wings had been ruffled indignantly. "You watch yourself, Guillermo!"
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Mo stuck their tongue out at her, "Considering the teachers carried huge rulers back in my day...," pausing before grinning, "Spent a lot of time getting swatted on the ass." His oldest sister insisting on going to school and keeping the cadejo half hidden. "Just fucking leave secretly why announce it," he grumbled even if he was smiling. Reaching out he took her hand to pull her up, for a split second debating before simply turning to start walking with her hand in his. "If it rains on us, I'm shadow poofing away," he teased.

"Were you?" Parker teased. "You look like an adorable troublemaker, to me." She couldn't help but snort a little. "Abscond means to leave secretly. But Knightley uses a ton of words that I have no idea what the fuck they mean, but it's cute to hear Marisol saying them." She narrowed her eyes in curiosity at what he had mumbled, but she didn't say anything, extending her hand as an indicator to Mo that she wanted him to help pull her up. "Well.... I have no complaints about that one." She shook her head. "No absconding today. We're gonna walk."
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"Hey I was a good kid too," he pouted before thinking it over, "I'd call her a mini me, but she's starting to talk fancy like Knightley. The kid uses longer words than I do, the hell is an abscond." There was something about her saying that, that had him briefly frowning when she wasn't looking at them. "Sounds like you just need someone who also has a long one ahead of them," he mumbled as he followed after her, locking the door. When he saw her fangs he smirked, "I'm always worth it. We walking or you gonna fly off without me?"

"At least Marisol is a good kid; you could be trying to take care of a mini you," Parker pointed, casting a wary glance outside as Mo opened the door, but was relieved to see that it was actually dark out. "Oh please; if I wanted anyone to be mine, they would be; but my life is way too long to be chained down so early." She waved him off as she grabbed her shoes, stopping on the step just outside to wrestle them on. "Only if you make it worth my while, you know," she looked up at him, flashing him her fangs playfully. "But you did wake me up like I asked, so I think you've got a good chance at that."
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"Eh he only made me go to fuck with me," they said waving their hand, feeling a faint flush over how genuine her tone had been for a moment. Though it faded as he laughed, "Some of us are stuck trying to be good guardians, sounds more like you just want to stake your claim." Pausing as his own words registered he chuckled, "Stake..." snickering to themselves, "Total accident but that's funny." Holding the door open so they could head out, "Two whole drinks just for me? Gonna make a guy blush."

She gave Mo a curious look. Sure, he had been alive longer than she had, clearly, but the idea of him needing to take anger management courses so many times seemed.... fake. "I like you just the way you are." It was a rare moment of a genuine compliment, but Parker moved on before it had time to hang between them for too long. "Is that a bad thing? Maybe I should leave more marks on you so you don't even have to talk to the PTA moms," she teased, taking a mental inventory as to what she had on. She could always just touch up her makeup at the club. "I'll even get you two drinks if you play your cards right, Gizmo."
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"Hey, I took the anger management course Knightley signed me up for....twice...three times. But that proves nothing," he said swatting at her hand but not bothering to try and make contact. Standing up he stretched his arms and sighed when he heard his back pop. "You know the PTA moms can't make eye contact with me? Staring at my neck half the time," he said even if he was grinning, "Coulda fooled me, way you bite down act like you ain't ever eaten in your life." Going over to grab his jacket he shrugged, "Better be getting me a drink tonight if you're taking one out of me."

"You sure about that one?" Parker quirked an eyebrow as she finger combed her hair idly, stifling another yawn. "I meant you, Mo. I can bite you in the club. Of course I don't have to wait for you to say yes - I just have to be able to prove that I asked you," she winked playfully at him before finally standing up, reaching out to playfully ruffle his hair. "I eat every day thank you very much - but if you're so concerned about my diet, I can officially include you in the rotation,."
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"Madness not violence," he quipped back, "I ain't a anger demon or something." There was a temptation to fuck with her, but he made it a point not to go into his friend's head like that. "Yeah Nik, got her for the night," he said nodding. Leaning against the couch he shook his head, "Always down to go to Val's, but love how you said you just have to ask. Not that they also have say yes, what haven't eaten in a while?"
Parker let out a groan, grapping the pillow from Mo, whipping it back at him. "It's not my fault your voice incites violence." She grumbled, sitting up and stretching, finally casting her gaze to him. "Did you say someone was babysitting for you? Does that mean you're coming out with Val, Avi and I tonight?" She sounded casual about it, but her eyes were already brighter. "Val lets me bite in the club you know - I just have to ask first."
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WHERE: Mo and Knightley's House WHO: Parker Von (@southernconstellctions)
Mo had his phone up to his ear as he spoke into it, "Thanks for babysitting Nik, owe you one. Next playdate snacks are on me...or I'll make Knightley make em." Hanging up they doubled check the window to see that the sun was down, going to the living room they grabbed a pillow and bonked Parker on top of the head. "Ey, wakey wakey, sun's down. Also no getting pissy, you said wake you at sundown. I'm just following orders."
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