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Tara and Ginny watch the…awkward event between Adelaide and Brody quietly, neither sure what to do about it. Hearing that they’re talking about magic, Ginny perks up a bit. She’s always wanted to make an attempt to learn, but she’s not sure if it’s something only humans can do. Tara finishes...

Tara nods, both of them following him. Ginny takes hers as she listens, biting a small hole in the corner and proceeding to drink it like a juice box. “Mm, temperature’s perfect.” She says, her eyes and hand markings glowing as she drinks. Tara usually prefers a glass for hers, so she waits...

Tara nods, waving to Brody. “Alright then, let’s get some food!” She doesn’t really need the food, so she doesn’t eat much, but Ginny does. Blood alone isn’t a good diet for the young djinn. Tara leads her into the dining room, waving to everyone currently present. “Hey, we’re back!”

Tara and Ginny are getting back from a hunt, both of them on Tara’s motorcycle. Ginny has been quiet for a long time now, and Tara glances back at her. “You okay, kid?” She asks, hard to hear over the wind. Ginny sighs, shaking her head. “I hate crocottas.” She mumbles. Thankfully Tara manages...

Ginny nods, smiling. “Yep! That way.” She agrees, turning to lead the way to the general store. Tara nods, continuing their conversation. “Yeah. The leaders are good though. Very few of us got hurt in the process. The leader of my nest is in charge of supplying Ginny with blood, so she helped...

Tara nods. “Yeah. The pack here and my nest had to infiltrate and stage a coup to get the people here to let us get a word in edgewise. A lot of their higher ups were more concerned with their own agendas than saving the world, and others were more focused on genocide. So, we let them leave, and...

Ginny nods, glancing down. “Yeah… I guess I’d better warn you. The guys here? They’re great. They evaluate the situation, make sure whoever they’re looking at is actually enough of a threat to warrant death. You gotta understand, that’s not all hunters. Sometimes, they’ll see a family of djinni…...

“Hm… I wouldn’t be surprised if there’s a pet shop around here…” Ginny mutters. Tara Justin grimaces. “Vet is that way.” She says, pointing. “Ugh, animal blood… worst smell ever.” She grumbles. Ginny grins at her. “Thanks, Tara!” She says brightly, heading in that direction. “Yeah, my family...

Ginny rolls her eyes. “Ugh, they’re the worst! I mean, I’m no saint, but at least I had limits! Most of the ones I found fed by abducting people, putting them under, and bleeding them to death over days, or forcing the through nightmares till their hearts give out. They just… genuinely only see...

Ginny grins, seemingly ecstatic all of a sudden. “Wait, really? And you’re here? You have no idea how long I’ve been searching for other djinni! Well, at least, other djinni that aren’t murderous bastards. Oh, it’s so good to meet you!” Tara laughs, putting her hand on Ginny’s shoulder. “Kid...

“Nope.” Ginny says, holding up a hand as her eyes and tattoos flare with blue flames, before quickly fading. “I’m a djinn. Yes, my nickname is a pun. My birth name is Shafaqat.” She says with a grin. Tara waves. “And I’m a vampire. I came here with the nest. Also… I’m not sure your human...

Ginny takes a deep breath. “Right, So. A bit ago, Eve, mother of a whole lot of the predatory supernatural races, came to this world because she was angry about what an angel and a demon were doing to her great great, however many more greats grandkids. I can’t tell ya everything that happened...

Tara shakes her head. “I mean, I can *help* hunt if someone wants something tracked down, but generally it’s better that I personally stay away from violence.” She says casually. Ginny shrugs. “I’ve spent most of my life terrified of hunters. So I’ve got a lot to learn. But the guys here are...

Ginny shrugs, taking her hand back to hold the cat properly. “Well, that depends. I’ve kind of gotten adopted by the hunters here, so some of my time is spent training with them. Or with Tara. She’s more my speed.” The vampire waves, still looking at him curiously, but doesn’t say anything as...

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As soon as Sal comes within fifty feet, Tara turns her head before him, her eyes not immediately focusing as she sniffs the air. She tilts her head. “Hey, kiddo. Can you smell that?” Ginny looks up at her. “I’m telling you, the cat smells like cat.” “I’m not talking about the cat… kind of...

After a couple hours, Tara and Ginny walk out of the house, the cat cradled in the djinn’s arms carefully. “Do you think we have a vet here?” Ginny asks. Tara shrugs. “Hell if I know. But man,” she sneezes. “Cat smells weird, kid. Like… incense, almost? Little bit floral too.” Ginny shrugs. “I...

Corrina, meanwhile, hides within the spider’s web, waiting for more prey to approach while she rests, as is the nature of these creatures. She likes this body, but she needs time to repair the damage to it.

Cortova screeches with pain, but forces herself to climb down to the ground, and get to work freeing the other horrors with her strong front legs and mandibles. She doesn’t have a mouth in this form, but she hopes they recognize her apology.

Cortova shifts her legs, getting accustomed to this body. She quite likes it. She casts her gaze to the goblins, her mandibles clicking in excitement. She moves back to the ceiling, aiming to get right above the goblins before casting her net over them.