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The Charmer had been roaming the streets, running some errands and eradicating some problems in the Quarantine Zone around the old Velox Nocte building. It was a pretty straightforward night, nothing overly exciting going on but she'd dressed for it just in case. Enzo had bounced around chattering excitedly at her about some dastardly plan or other he was considering, but had been unwilling to spill the proper details. She'd lost interest quickly, eyes glazing, head nodding idly until he let her go. As she strolled into her own personal office, she began the process of removing the gun nestled into a holder across her back, blunt weapon hooked at her hip over the matte black catsuit she wore. Shadow abilities meant she could slip by largely unseen, and Matilda loved it. Stalking through the night, prowling up on unsuspecting idiots and dreary dead things.

Her actions came to a stop as the phone on her desk began to buzz, the woman pressing the flashing button that dictated which line it was attached to. A voice echoed through the office, the receptionist patching Enzo through. Bugger. The woman took the phone off the hook and pressed the speaker button, barking impatiently. "What is it this time, boss? Got a boo boo that needs kissing? Please, don't tell me where it is, I can guess" His laughter was short, sharp and good natured. Helipad, and prepare to deal with a badass *****. Charming. She hung up without waiting to hear if he had more to say, he generally knew to keep it short and sweet.

With a distinctive groan and not so elegant bout of swearing Matilda worked at putting her weapons back in place, slipping on her fingers grip gloves and ensuring boots were laced to the heavens. "Here we go again." Even as she acted like it was a total drag, Matilda fought the urge to grin, instead adopting a killer cold expression when stalking out towards the stairs that would take her towards the roof. She chose them over the elevator almost every time, and traversed them easily often skipping up two at a time with her long legs. Shortcuts were often preferred, or paths that were free of people when your life was largely spent performing tasks that would be viewed as horrifying by most. The pale waif of a woman slipped through the night until she made her way to Enzo's demanded meeting point.

Raven eyed the masterpiece before her, honestly it was her own make of the human centipede, in a way. Although, minus the sowing needle because the woman didn’t sow and minus the actual alive part. The woman had sought out hunters upon this lovely night and had gotten more than she had originally plan. Four hunters were all arranged in a way so then their lips were kissing each other’s asses. A small demonstration of what she had seen when she had been killing them off one by one. They were inexperienced hunters that basically knew nothing about vampires and their ability to kill. Not to mention that they constantly looked at each other for some direction. It was a loop of never ending idiocy, the blind leading the blind, so to speak. So, Raven had arranged them, like so, in a circle, all kissing each other’s asses. A fine representation if she did say so herself.

Slowly, she reached up to grasp the shaft of the arrow and pulled. With a gasp of pain, which might as well be pleasure for the woman, the arrow sliced through yet more flesh and skin to finally be free of her left shoulder. Hunters, what was with them and their ridiculous weapons? Guns and arrows? It was as if they thought that a wooden arrow to the heart would do just nicely. Raven scoffed as she tossed the arrow into the middle of the human circle and rolled her shoulders, feeling the pull of the skin that was slowly trying to heal. The woman pulled the strap her top to the side to see that the wound had already become translucent. In a day or two, the wound would heal, as per normal. She summarized to herself as she reached into her jacket to tug out her phone.

Unlocking the piece of technology, she held it up so then she could angle the camera to take a photo and she chuckled to herself. The fledgling had outdone herself, it was something that she probably wouldn’t normally do, but tonight she had felt like playing for a bit. Playing with the dead and drained bodies of course, not to mention that she was feeling a little artistic. It was at this point that her phone began to buzz and started playing a song called, ’Everything is Awesome,’ by some silly artist called Tegan and Sara. Or were those two people? The ring tone was naturally for Enzo. Every number of his she had, played that stupid little tune. Raven shrugged as she slid it to answer and held the phone up to her ear. Rarely did she ever greet people, as she found it unnecessary, not to mention that it was rare for someone to call her as it was. She nodded her head with a simple yawn. Well now her fun had been cut short, oh well, she would just light the bodies up and get moving. Without another word, she ended the call.

The woman angled her head then as she took in the image that she had taken, it almost looked like that pin from that stupid movie. She pondered about it for a moment, the mockingbird pin? Finally, she shrugged and sent the image off to Enzo. Why? Well, just because and she pocketed the phone before she dug out a disposable lighter. With a flick of the igniter, she tossed the lighter on top of the dead bodies and watched as one caught fire and blazed. Brown hues watched as the fire leaped from one body to the next until she had a ring of fire. It was a delicious sight to behold, one that made her wish that she could eat marshmallows, simply because if she could, she would pull up a chair, grab a stick and hold the marshmallows out over the fire while quietly eating them.

After a moment of simply watching the bonfire and the bodies burn, she rubbed her hands together before she pulled the shadows close around her to disappear amongst them. The vampire had a shoulder wound and the occasional blood splatter upon her pants. If she was going to get to the helicopter in time, she would have to move quick and without the hindrance of eyes. So, slinking amongst the shadows was her best bet at arriving on time. Reluctance made her wait just a little longer, mostly because she had been enjoying her night of blood, death and alone time, but duty called, as always. At that thought, she moved away from the burning bodies to make her silent way to the helicopter pad, confident that she would make it in time.