Shepherd teleported out of there to meet up with Luna who had been waiting for him.

Rose chuckles moreso at that, as she turns to face Toni, adding with a reply.

"Good, the feeling is shared. And care to tell him that I don't believe his owner is all that bad?" She smiles.

Rose laughs long wit the pair, before inquiring curiously after her chuckling subsides.

"I see. Now who is Oberon? Is there another cat in this relationship I don't know about?" She jokes, slightly blushing at her choice of words however.

Rose smirks at the last statement after taking the information in, replying with a wry smile.

"Awww, looks like Setzer takes after me in stubbornness, I'm honored." She places a hand over her heart before adding. "I don't suppose you know a place where familiars can come in a bundle pack or so, buy one, get a tome and realm free?" She jokes.

Rose smiles, before replying as she makes a move to pet Setzer behind the ears amidst stating,

"I believe I'll try contacting the witch at the Central Library first, then we could visit ah...Finger's. My mother has a shop but I don't believe familiars are gathered there. And on that note, care to come to these places with me?" She inquires with a unresitible grin.

Rose smiled, and decided to tease Toni in her reply.

"Then it's a date, you bring wine, I'll take the cheese." She jokes.

Rosella smiles as she replies, but it fades for a moment as she replies.

"I probably do...but I don't want to leave." She was content here, and happy, just relaxing with Toni, no pressure, no dragons, no demons, just a friend and his familiar.

Rose smiles for a moment, appearing to be debating something as she replies.

"Oh I will...so I do have to ask, why did you join Drama, I know it wasn't for the kindly Madison Groves?" She jokes.

Rose chuckles at the idea, before offering.

"I respect you, but I still detest most makeup. probably because you rock it better." She grins, before adding. "I was always drawn to the stage I guess, Dad was a stage magician, theatricality runs in my blood."

At that, Rose's demeanor shifts, more defensive, cautious in itself, saddened. Even her impressionable smile slowly fades.

"He was also a Bokor, who fell in love with my mother and came to the light, so to speak. However, on my 8th birthday his past caught up with him, and he was killed by a former associate." She states softly, barely above a whisper as fresh tears prick the corners of her eyes and threaten to fall.

Rose looks up for a moment to eye the handkerchief, smiling gratefully to Toni as she wipes her eyes, folding it into a neat little square on her lap. When she speaks, her voice is soft and heartwarming.

"Thank you Toni, for everything, befriending me, accepting me as a witch...your amazing you know that?"

It's Rose's turn to blush now as her caramel skin is graced by her namesake's scarlet hue, as she replies sheepishly.

"Stop it Toni, I'm just a average would-be actress and witch, your a Knight of Summer, incomparable on the stage."

Rose smirks, as she comments absentmidedly.

"Squire or night you sure are attractive enough for the job." She then blinks as she realizes what she said, stammering. "Uhm...I was talking about Setzer!"

Rose's blush is even deeper than his own, as she looks down to Setzer, offering a apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry you have to see this Setzer." With that, she suddenly moves to grab Toni gently and pull it into a short and sweet, simple kiss.

Grateful that he hadn't pulled an aikido move on her, Rose continues the kiss before begrudgingly allowing it to end because of that stupid rule that people need to breathe to live. Pulling back gingerly, she states softly.

"That was uhm...wow, plot twist." She jokes slightly, grinning blushing at the same time.

"So do I." She allowed him to lean in, deepening the kiss as she wraps her soft arms around his neck, before reluctantly pulling away for air once more, as she admits, breathlessly.

"And while I love the narrative, where does this leaves us Toni?" She smiles at the prospect.

Rose giggled, a earpleasing sound as she replies.

"I concur, and hope for all of the above as well. And enjoy your company too...though does Setzer mind? Maybe I should find a familiar and set them up?" She grins, winking to the cat.

Rosella chuckles at the idea, waggling her eyebrows marvelously amidst a wink towards the cat.

"Is that so? I trust he is not aware of what the curse of neutering is on his wild ways?" She teases before turning back to Toni. "And as charming as Setzer is, I trust his owner is less promiscuous? Have you been reading scripts behind my back?" She jokes.

Rose nods, turning to lean down to Setzer as she speaks placidly, softly, seriously.

"I apologize to you Setzer, and I hope you did not take anything I said in offense. You have a brave heart and I am sure you serve the Seilidhe Court as a warrior of your caliber should. Am I forgiven?" She states.

Rose looks down to Setzer and moves to pet him just behind the ears as she replies.

"That will take some getting used to, but it's for the best! And I can't wait to see what you do with that freedom, if your aid of Toni is any indication." Compliments.

Rose nods, before turning to take a moment before creating an oval of emerald energy before them, murmuring in Hatian french for a moment as distinct shapes appear within the void, before the clear image of a beautiful young woman is seen. Her own waves of brownish hair frame her cream colored face and light green eyes, as she purses her lips in a manner only similar to Rose's, clearly her mother.

Sighing, the woman takes in their appearances, before speaking softly with a traditional French accent. "I heard through the grapevine...and on the news, that heroes were sighted in Clarkstown fighting trolls, knights...and one dragon? Rose...are you alright? And who's this?" She smiles slightly to Toni, as Rose replies.

"I'm fine Mom, we're fine..and this is Toni, Anthony Mercer...he's...?" She blinks for a moment, having not decided what they were yet before answering gingerly. "My byfriend?" She looks to Toni for confirmation.

Rose's mother nodded before offering.

"I...see. I'm Amina Burdelon, her mother. We'll be speaking in person soon enough, but I imagine if she trusts you enough to show you her magic openly you already have a bond established. Bring her home soon, and don't do anything you know I wouldn't approve. I trust both your judgement." She states, before adding.

"And I like your familiar, not to to mention your performance in the Twelth Night, but don't think I won't curse you and 7 generations of your offspring afterwards if you touch Rosella without her consent, or mine." With that, the oval fades, leaving Rose, Toni, and Setzer alone once more, as Rose speaks sheepishly.

"So..that was Mom. You alright?"

Rose chuckles as she replies with a smirk.

"It would be our grandchildren...actually our great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandchildren. And Toni, dear? I was always a rebel child, and I will smooth things over, she's really nice once you get to know her." She grins, before pulling him into a long, tender kiss, adding afterwards.

"For what it's worth, your skinny jeans make me look fat."

Rose chuckles as she jokingly states.

"You realize calling your girlfriend's legs fat or curvy may be a good conversation starter, but the conversation rarely goes the way you want." She grins before turning down to Setzer.

"Would you like to accompany us tomorrow when we try to find me a familiar?"

Rose giggles in reply.

"That is a much better word choice, thank you Toni, you now receive a reward!" With that, she promptly kisses him again, savoring it before pulling away for air, looking down to Setzer.

"Do you mind any of this? And do you recommend a familiar?" She smiles.

Rosella laughs but listens to Setzer intently, taking his words to heart as she ponders them, before replying.

"In that case Setzer, I would appreciate your advice and judgement when we consult Toni's friend tomorrow at the Central Library. And on that note, I believe witches and wizards also choose cats because of their intelligence, they tend to see everything, things we miss." She smiles, adding.

"Your also attractive, and don't shed as much."

Rose smirks to Setzer before stopping as she registers Toni's words.

"So we get to travel...by rainbow?"

Rose chuckles as she takes Toni's arm, offering him the address.

"1322 Salem Drive...and we did do that on purpose, yes." She smiles, adding. "And you must do this during WIcked."

Rose can't help but laugh in glee before shouting, not too loudly but too make sure she is heard.

"When I enchant a broomstick, we should race!" ( :) ))

Time moves on as it always does. Old events fade and new begins.

Clarkstown night life was coming to an end. Mary Lue and Sue Smith were walking down the street after a girls night. “I really needed that Mary thanks for this.” “You needed it, pushing yourself at that job of yours.”

The two continued walking the path they taken many times from the local bars. Passing an alley they passed more then once neither took notice to a shadow that was out of place. “Yeah the work load been a lot and Carl hasn...” Mary stopped and turned when Sue stopped talking. Sue was standing there a haze of black mist. “Sue?” She grabbed Sue and tried to pull her away from the mist.

“It’s to late for her she’s already mine.” Came the voice of the man that walked out of the alley. A man dressed in black but for a cracked happy face mask. Mary turned screaming and started to run right into two men. Or what used to be men. There bodies seem to have been drained husks of there former selves. The grabbed her and forced her to turn to their master. Mary could now see Sue was now just like the men that grabbed her.

“I used to be called the sandman. Now well call me the Boogeyman.” He moved his hand and the black mist came for her. She tried to scream a second time but her world faded into darkness before the breath left her lungs.

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The next day at the Maul training room 12 Christopher Bassarab was trying to catch his breath when two laser gun turrets popped up and fired. As soon as it sprang up he vanished in a ripple of light and shadow only to reappear behind it and bringing down a sword. He was not fast enough however for the second turret took aim and fired. “Oww.” The blast wasn’t lethal, it didn’t even leave a mark on the exorcise suit. The beam setting was set to stimulate the nerves but not do damage. The room lights flash red and a computer voice broadcast “Simulation over. Score 43. Critical wound fatality registered at 11:46 am. Care to try again.” “No end simulation.” He replaced his sword to the sheath and walked out of the training room with a slight limp. “Never in all my days have I felt as worn out from training. That includes back in the 1600s.”

He stopped seeing the T.V. “Two more bodies were discovered in Clarkstown. Eye witnesses say they seemed drained like a raisin. Police are warning citizens to be on alert and don’t go anywhere alone .”

His fingers grip the handle of his sword “Joshua.”

Serial killers. Super serial killers. No one talked about the idea much. It was far too scary. Some villains killed for power, or killed those who disrespected them, but someone who simply kills with power? That's horrifying.

And that's why a young woman, wearing totally normal street clothes, is across the street from the police investigating the scene. Her ears are currently honed to be able to hear their voices, listening for anything distinctive.

Ever since that incident, the police don't talk to her anymore. She needed to learn things, though, so here she was, super-eavesdropping.

"not much to investigate." Said an officer the main crime team had left he was just a patrol officer standing guard as the clean up goes over everything again. "Same MO as before unknown form of attack, maybe magic in nature. Was sloppy this time or greedy going after two women at the same time one got a yell out." Shakes head "By the time the nearest Hero got here he or she was gone. Only the bodies remained."

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There was a pattern forming. One noticeable if one mapped the local bars and club. The murders happened near the more disputed club sites. So far there were three that didn't have a murder within a block. The Nightingale, the Naughty Corner, and the Inferno.

Christopher knocked on the door before he opened it and entered "Hope I'm not intruding M'lady. I had just heard the news my brother had struck again. He's getting sloppy killing far faster then ever before. Normally he been more reserved even in his darkest deeds, but this... something happened and I fear Hel was right. My brother is no longer human. In every sense of the word."

Interesting. Where was a magic detective when one was needed? The woman continued to eavesdrop, but these cops were unusually unhelpful.

Well, this was Clarkstown, these were likely new cops. Stuff like this didn't happen in Clarkstown as much as some other places.

Hopefully this new person would be the type to talk aloud.

High above the crime scene a figure dressed as a buffed grim reaper looked over the edge. Glowing red eyes look out from the skull mask. Supernatural eyes spot something the crime scene investigators lost. Perhaps Liz would notice it as well. A bit of glitter the type one would see at a club, alone it might not have been much. After all the victims were out clubbing. This glitter however was near the other end of the alley a bit to far it to have fallen from the two women. Those eyes noticed something else rats tail under the dumpster the rat was mummified just like the victims. The figured turned and walked away from the edge to the center of the roof.

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"I would worry for your safety if I won't go along. Yes I know you can take care of yourself, but years of teaching that a gentleman never lets a lady risk herself is deeply ingrained. As for my brother it would make sense he always preferred the ... hmm what's the word? The party crowd? Always going to the tavern and wrenching, this might be another time but people are people. Drunken people are easier prey for his twisted mind." He rubbed his shoulder a bit "Should I put on that outfit after all the trouble to get me registered with the magis.. I mean city officials as a registered Hero, this is hero duty correct? Still trying to figure out when to go in uniform, I mean costume. Or is it uniform? Even thought I'm meant to be on of a kind it serves the same function. Identification, and allowing one person to step out of that life when not in uniform."

"I fear I'm a tad nervous seems I'm rambling, forgive me M'lady."

"Nibbles!" Liz calls out, and the massive reptile's head jerks up towards its mistress. Liz points at the roof, and suddenly Nibbles runs up to the side of the building, where it begins climbing with much more alacrity than a creature of its size should be capable of. It'll reach the roof in seconds, smoke trailing out of the sides of its mouth as it gets ready for a fight.

Nibbles loves fights.

As a large lizard began to scale a sheer brick wall, the woman across the street jumped a little in her seat. Crud, that was bad. It was starting to look like it'd be easier to just up and leave and get some information later.

Now actively looking across the street (it's okay, it's a scene now) the woman continues to patiently wait to see how this pans out.

"To go against tradition of my sex from the dawn of time and confess I have no idea where this Naughty Corner is? Very well I submit and request a ride." He said with a light joking voice.

As nibbles crests the lip of the building, he'll begin circling the masked figure. no attacks, but there's a threatening air here. the message is clear; move, and get attacked. So stay put.

The grim figure will hear the sound of brickwork being pierced by something metallic, and then the sound of a cable being pulled taught and reeled in. After a moment, Elizabeth is pulling herself up onto the roof; unlike some, she's not strong enough to effortlessly pull herself up, but she's not weak either. She's breathing heavily as she stands up, but that clears out after a moment, "So, you want to talk?"

"I see" Liz says, "I'm lead to understand that magic has certain kinds of residue, or imprint, or something like that on the environment, and that some other mages can track it. All my scanners got was fuzz; can you track it?"

She snaps her fingers and waves to Nibbles, who ceases his pacing and moves back over to his mistress, settling in beside her. He still eyes the grim figure warily, but without the masked figure making aggressive actions and without word from his mistress, Nibbles isn't about to attack. That doesn't mean he trusts the individual in front of him however, and wariness is to be expected of a guard animal.

Liz rests a hand on the large animal's haunch, and looks at the figure, though with more curiosity than fear or aggression. Who is this master? What is this person's powers?

Reaper looked up spotting Goldenrod she would see him as a beacon of the Hel underworld power. "There one coming that can do that for you. Understand this I'm not here to save the day, I'm retrieving the being that doing this. I will tell you this he is a fool and falling on old habits." He turned and the shadows around him swirled into a portal and he passed through vanishing into the fading darkness.
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Christopher had to accept many things in his new life. FLYING wasn't something he would ever get used to. He held onto her and tried not to cross any barrier of personal space at the same time. "I don't think I will be asking for rides vary often. No offence just not my... oh my how high are we?" Then his eyes spot the people on the top of the building. "Seems we aren't the only ones looking for my brother."

All of a sudden a man in a purple and gold, armoured jester suit can be seen gliding above the streets on what appears to be a purple and gold floating disk with what appears to be a smiley face painted on the bottom of it, he wears a utility belt filled with odd gadgets, and more importantly he has picked up an elderly woman by the ankle, with a chuckle and snort he sings out "Alright now, It's time to play!!!! On the busy motorway!!!" before dropping the terrified granny into the heavy traffic below

After the masked man disappears, Liz moves to the edge of the building she's standing on with her pet drake, looking at the scene curiously. A super fight here and now? Why?

Nibbles moves up behind her, hackles raised at the sudden sounds of violence.