Vampunk
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Oxford's eyes widened at Cara addressing him with a certain nickname he hadn't heard for at least 20 years, making the vampire feel like he was just some young man harboring a crush for a fair lady. His cheeks turned the faintest of reds as he raised an eyebrow at Cara, smiling at her and earning themselves a roll of Tamara's eyes and a playfully disgusted grimace.
"There are children present, you can swoon over each other after we've cleared things up...This begs the question though, do we have to call you 'Dad' from now on?" The pierced vampire asked with a raised eyebrow, grinning that signature toothy smile of hers as she turned towards Sky and Iris.
"What a sight to behold, a nest of bloodsuckers, a little cult of Nosferatu." Tamara joked, crossing her arms in front of her chest as she turned to Oxford.
"Mind if I tell 'em what we've learned the past month?" Tamara asked, her claw coming to rest on her pointed chin as Oxford nodded, his fingertips brushing over Cara's palm.
"Very well, young lady."
"Splendid! So, hate to break it to you guys but seems we chose the wrong year to join the dead. Turns out there's an increase in coven activity in this city as a new one's starting to rise to power...And let's say they're not really fond of the other's etiquette and will to remain hidden and not bother mortals. These nasty nightprowlers want to turn this entire city into Vampire heaven and, well, they also need Oxford's research to get themselves a few genetic vampire lackeys to keep the humans at bay. And well, Hank and his friends got tipped off and now they prepare to raze this city to the ground if they don't manage to stop the new coven, it's a mess really and I would have suggested to just keep out of this....buuuuuut my conscience got the better of me, funny how dying kinda gives you a perspective for the future, no?"
Waiting for the information to sink in and let the others process it all Tamara took a seat on the couch, narrowly avoiding sitting in a puddle of Cara's own blood.
"There are children present, you can swoon over each other after we've cleared things up...This begs the question though, do we have to call you 'Dad' from now on?" The pierced vampire asked with a raised eyebrow, grinning that signature toothy smile of hers as she turned towards Sky and Iris.
"What a sight to behold, a nest of bloodsuckers, a little cult of Nosferatu." Tamara joked, crossing her arms in front of her chest as she turned to Oxford.
"Mind if I tell 'em what we've learned the past month?" Tamara asked, her claw coming to rest on her pointed chin as Oxford nodded, his fingertips brushing over Cara's palm.
"Very well, young lady."
"Splendid! So, hate to break it to you guys but seems we chose the wrong year to join the dead. Turns out there's an increase in coven activity in this city as a new one's starting to rise to power...And let's say they're not really fond of the other's etiquette and will to remain hidden and not bother mortals. These nasty nightprowlers want to turn this entire city into Vampire heaven and, well, they also need Oxford's research to get themselves a few genetic vampire lackeys to keep the humans at bay. And well, Hank and his friends got tipped off and now they prepare to raze this city to the ground if they don't manage to stop the new coven, it's a mess really and I would have suggested to just keep out of this....buuuuuut my conscience got the better of me, funny how dying kinda gives you a perspective for the future, no?"
Waiting for the information to sink in and let the others process it all Tamara took a seat on the couch, narrowly avoiding sitting in a puddle of Cara's own blood.
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