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Yeah now we've entered the back pain stage

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— Mary Shelley, from Frankenstein

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DAISY EDGAR-JONES as NOA FRESH (2022)

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foreigner is a good word for rose , even if armand hasn't spoken it aloud — not knowing yet a solid piece in her complicated puzzle . at least it goes both ways . being a vampire , a fact which remains unconfirmed, may just be the most mundane thing about him .

that's the lens of a heroine in new york , not a reporter in san francisco . rose is oblivious to how valuable that memoir on her shelf really is , merely bought out of curiosity . felt apropos to deem memory a monster as a once child agent .

a fact that fails to leave her brooding , matching his cadence without missing a beat ; a faux valley girl - esque accent suddenly attached to her next reply , “ tooootally . the eiffel tower was , like , crazy tall . ”

it's a different sort of answer , isn't it ? keeps her unique amongst all the tourist gushing he's probably heard .

“ it was gorgeous , but you know that . albeit , i can't say too much about the romance factor . don't have enough time for it . ” rose continues . most people don't have the patience to date a superhero , and besides a few .. special instances , that aspect has been left quiet .

the heroine won't give herself a pity party , though , already moving on how she should follow up her promise . soon after , her hands start moving similar to brush strokes whilst light leaks out ; a sword materializing out of thin air in its wake .

“ flowers felt too magician - like . ” she admits .

Armand tilted his head, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his jacket. "You have been?" He asked, his brow raised in his curiosity. He had heard plenty of different things about Paris from foreigners over the years. You are a foreigner, the voice inside his head said. He ignored it. "What did you think of it? As.. alluring and romantic as they say?" He continued, his voice taking on a playful tone.

"You would be right." He told her after a moment. He hadn't heard of any superheroes in Paris, even through his centuries of living there. There were only monsters roaming those streets. Mortals and vampires alike.

He pursed his lips as he took in a breath through his nose. "You would be surprised as to what I believe." He said simply. "But, please, mademoiselle. I could not turn down such an offer." It was rare to surprise him, after all. And something about this woman was.. interesting.

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“ paris , huh ? ” rose comments , quietly chiding herself for not picking up on any accent . it's made more clear the further he speaks — a certain flair that comes with regional diction ; especially when speaking in english rather than another romantic language . it still holds a smooth sort of quality .

ignoring where the stranger's gaze seems to linger , the brunette adds to the conversation , “ i haven't been there in some time myself ; new york always bids my return in some form or another . could be worse . ”

for instance , the stranger could be attempting to dig their fangs into her flesh after quiet settles between them . not that she’d have a hard time pushing the figure off of her . she's resourceful like that .

his genuine — albeit very clueless — questioning does manage to be endearing . the woman debates between teasing him or easing any doubts regarding being out of the loop . rose finds a compromise : “ just a tad , admittedly , but i'm biased . it's also .. a little silly when you haven't lived here for a small period of time . as far as i know , there's not many superheroes in paris … ”

a purposeful pause to observe his reaction . “ i could prove to you that i am .. different , if you don't believe word of mouth . ”

"I would not say the streets of Paris are.. quiet. Only different." Armand breathed out in response after a pause. He let his gaze shift over her, amber eyes taking in her features— and the sight of her veins beneath her skin— before he looked back to her own eyes.

Avengers.. now that was something he hadn't heard of. It was rare to surprise him, given just how many years he'd lived. Many would shudder at the thought of being alive for so long. Others would be excited. He didn't know how to feel. He never did. He decided not to think about it.

"I'm afraid I'm not familiar," he told her. "It is.. a group, of some kind?" He asked, an eyebrow raised. "I must sound quite foolish, don't I?" He laughed, the smile on his face never fading as he spoke with her.

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@sinndbleds → " you dropped this . " && siobhan .

there’s an immediate double - take , hoping her luck prevented the item from being an important trinket : a shield usb , piece of a file she snuck away , and various other shit that isn't even on her person at this moment . tsk , talk about paranoia ..

rose does manage to relax within a few seconds , however , guiding herself back to the present moment after shaking off stray nerves . a polite smile reaches her face before saying , “ thank you so much ! .. probably looked like a clueless tourist for a couple seconds there , huh ? ”

the planets are apparently on her side today , since it's just a small figurine version of one of the ninja turtles from her bag . nothing that would've been detrimental to new york , but certainly would've bummed her out for the respect of the week .

“ mini - donatello & i thank you for your service . i’m rose — and what should i call you , savior ? ”

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[ continued from @hesbyronic ]

at least he's not a cannibal .

alright — it isn't the best reaction to seeing someone bloodied , knowing that your surroundings were all - but - deserted . unfortunately , if she was sane , she wouldn't be .. well , who she is today . she wouldn't have ever been an avenger .

it helps that this is far from the heroine’s first interaction with the undead . it's a complicated relationship . her blades have cut through bone and vein to deliver a final blow , decapitated limbs rolling away from its own body . yet , some of her close friends have fangs : some for only temporary durations , others the rest of their lives . she's never touched them for it .

rose won't pretend she's the worthiest judge , jury & executioner . she has her own reasoning each time a life is spared or taken . but in this quiet moment , rose can't find a reason to damn him . her hand moves towards him with a white cloth , as if it’d appeared out of thin air , with a half - amused , half - bashful “ i can see that . ”

the thought of louis taking her wrist to feed does cross her mind . does that stop her ? no . trust will have to be enough in this moment .

“ are you hurt otherwise ? ”

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quick timing , rose notes — aka perfect for the heroine’s wit to bounce off of . maybe there's something to the whole social butterfly thing ..

“ phew . wouldn't wanna be controversial here . ” as if ; rose is plenty equipped to handle pushback . coffi just doesn't need to know all those details yet ! either way , the cocky air to rose’s grin mellows out once the eyes she's looking at gain that look .

the brunette could spend an eternity on earth and her heart would still swell at observing how passion imbues a human being . reminds her that there's still hope in the world that seems to be targeted on all kinds of levels .

“ if you wanted to appear any cooler to me : that 100% did the trick . just in case . ”

a few giggles leave her body upon the teasing , and the quick raise of her eyebrow is already a response in its own right . “ well , charmer , i’m one of those dime - a - dozen girls with a glowy color scheme running ‘ round here . hopefully that ain't too disappointing ? ”

She snapped her fingers. "Ah! I feel like I know the exact movie you're talking about! But, unfortunately.. I haven't seen it either." She laughed lightly, sticking out her tongue.

Coffi blinked at the question, caught a little off guard. It’d been a while since anyone asked about her. "Hmmm.. I didn't always wanna be a DJ!" she admitted, "But I did grow up around a lot of music as a kid, saw my uncle DJ at parties a few times. It wasn't till I moved to the States that I found out there was so much more music in the world.." Her eyes softened at the memory. "Then, it was almost a given that I wanted to try it myself."

Her smile returned, playful this time. “What about you? What’s your thing — besides being real pretty?”

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[ continued from darkcure . ]

to the shock of most : rose doesn't have a file on everyone who sets foot in new york city . even if she was paranoid enough , her schedule doesn't allow that type of memorization . fretting over identity leads to nowhere ; her job is to protect above all .

still , it's hard to ignore a figure so .. ethereal .

any question the girl wants to ask risks sounding outlandish for a mannerly introduction . it's not a matter of what city or continent across the sea that bore him .

the heroine knows the supernatural exist . her cosmic blades have the blood to prove it . there's also the friends across the city with fangs and resurrected bodies alike . rose isn't afraid of it .. just suspicious. what is this force looking for ? can he have it ?

tsk . damned spy tendencies .

“ on the outside , you do . ” she affirms , accompanied by the tilt of her head , “ .. but it's the noise , isn't it ? hard to adjust if you've known quieter streets . some consider it a rite of passage ; think it's just to help cope . ”

" you also didn't start freaking out about the avengers the moment you saw me . it was nice — but didn't help your case . "

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[ continued from dj-di-vi-us . ]

“ oh come onnn , ” the brunette all but drawls , lips stretching on one side of her face . a glimpse of pearly white teeth can be seen underneath the edge . rose doesn't know whether to debate her or indulge her own curiosity ; one night of no patrol wouldn't be so disastrous .

“ know it's not the same thing , but you sure there's no hidden talent ? was lady gaga's ordeal in that one movie .. though i've admittedly never seen it . ” for once , she isn't trying to overly scan someone else during a conversation . it's — nice , actually .

“ did you always wanna be a dj ? or is it one of those things that shock you ? ”

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