MCA Lobby, Afternoon, [12/6]

[funnyways.livejournal.com]

Mina Murray sat behind the lobby desk, a hand clutched at her heart.

She was with child, the child of her beloved Allan Quatermain. What hope would a half-vampire baby with a recently resurrected father who traipsed about Africa have in this world? What hope would she have, a single mother who was also a vampire and secretly a ninja assassin for the mafia.

Life always proved so difficult.

[ooc: idek. Open!]

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[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim Desmond knew a little something about difficult lives, what with recently leaving the seminary in Ireland because he'd fallen in love with a banshee.

"Miss Murray." he nodded to her as he passed by. "Are you okay?"

[funnyways.livejournal.com]

"I am fine," Mina said, choking down her fear and apprehension. What would her sifu say, if she could see her like this?

"And yourself, Mister Desmond?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"I'm alright." Aside from still mourning the death of his fiancee. Stupid fuse box. "There was a troll attempting to extort money out of an orphanage in New York. Now there isn't."

[funnyways.livejournal.com]

"Extorting money. How unpleasant," Mina said. She'd done far worse, herself. "The orphans must have thanked you."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"You'd think so wouldn't you." But nooooo, he'd used magic so he must be an agent of Satan.