Midnight Peace
Misty/Allen/Janum
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Mitchy shivered. Needles. Gross. Doctors have needles, and they are evil. "Okay, no fighting with each other. Got it." Mitchy smiles and looks at the plants growing on Butchers legs. They receded back to the bush.Binarydivide said:"Thorne, then." There were worse names, especially within her own little niche of the cape scene. At least she managed to avoid all the obvious puns. From his bound position on the bench, he said. "A little advisory, before you do something you might regret. Unless you have a power that lets you act faster than I can think, which I know you don't, you are very unlikely kill me. I can make my skin bullet and knife proof at will; I can seal all of my orifices to be watertight, and I can regenerate from any injury you do me in a matter of hours..." Crocodiles were such wonderful creatures, they even had the blessing of tasting reasonably pleasant, which was more than could be said for the salamanders, though their muscle density and regeneration made them just too useful to ignore.
He smiled toothily at her, seeming entirely unconcerned by the rose stems coiling around his legs, just close enough to let the thorns be noticed, but not trying to open up his legs, at least not yet. "...And if you do manage to kill me, then you're as good as dead anyway. One of those rules about independents, it's a mutual support pledge. If someone tries to play hardball with us, all of us come down on them; if you're good enough to kill me, you'll probably be able to survive one or two days, but you'll be just as dead as me by the end of the week."
"The first rule, is that we don't fight each other. If someone doesn't want to play by that rule, then we get rid of them, one way or another. If you want to be a solo, then it's us or another city. Otherwise, you're just begging for someone not as kindly as me to stick you with needles until you're willing to do whatever they want, just for another fix. That's not even counting what'll happen if the Agency catches up with you." Time for the first poke. Drugs wasn't as sensitive as family as weaknesses went, but it was a good stress-test of her reactions.