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[delightfulloony]

Who: Luna Lovegood, Slade Wilson
What: So what are your intentions with my son?
When: Backdate June 15th (Sorry >_<)
Where: Neon City

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[whoisslade]

And then a gentlemen sat down across the table from her which put Labramon between him and the wall. The dog's shock was replaced with fear as he saw the cruel sharp face that glowered at him for but a moment before turning on his Tamer.

"Luna Lovegood." Spoke the mercenary Slade.

[delightfulloony]

"Good afternoon." She greeted him pleasantly without the faintest trace of confusion in her voice as she closed the paper gently to evaluate this new person.

He was old, looked older then he was because of his hair and a face worn well by time and no doubt thrashings.

[whoisslade]

Slade didn't return her pleasantries right away, not that he particularly disliked the girl.

"My name is Slade Wilson." He spoke in a emotionless tone, "You're dating my son Joseph, I believe it's time for a much overdo talk."

[delightfulloony]

Luna's eyes were wide as always giving her the constant look of surprise, but for once it was accurate.

"I believe I saw you at the dance." She responded, "It's nice to speak with you." This part was true despite how one would think. Jericho had told Luna of his fathers past, his occupation and indeed his concerns for her safety, but as she sat with her wand tucked behind her ear as always and her partner trying desperately to make himself flat to the wall to pull as far away from Slade as possible...

...she felt no fear.