On an abandoned baseball field not far from the Main Gauche, one small beat-up sedan rolls to a stop near a collection of other beat-up cars, a truck or two, and one SUV which seems to have been mounted with a forward-facing chainsaw. Out of the newest car hops a Malek, who pops the trunk, bops back (opening the doors for his passengers on the way
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A quick look around reveals that this is going to be quite the game, and this is before she's seen most of the players in their other forms.
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He ruffles Malek's hair - such as it is - and makes a fist, knocking Suzie's shoulder.
"Grigor. Coolblood, huh?"
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And how many humans get to see something like this? This is brilliant, all of it.
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Grigor wanders off, but a woman detaches herself from the group and makes her way over. She's a tall black woman, built like a bodybuilder, and in her winter coat, she looks like a large bombshell. She grins when she comes over, extending a hand.
"Dolly," she says. "Must be the only human who actually plays this game. You anything...?" Supernatural, is what she's thinking.
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Really, if any normal human could survive scrum as Malek's described it, Suzie has the feeling she's looking at that human. But she wouldn't be surprised to learn she was some sort of supernatural, either. She doesn't think many normal humans get invitations to this kind of thing.
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