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[az_of_the_oz]

Who: Longcoats and Co
What: Afterparty
Where: Longcoats' Hideaway, Realm of the Unwanted
When: Just before midnight, January 17th

The sound of the woman's fingers snapping barely caught Az's attention, until that is, she felt the somewhat familiar feeling of being teleported away. It dazed her slightly, this odd magic. It was not light or dark, or even

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[doctorsrose]

"Oh no, darling. He isn't dead. Very near, but not quite." Miel crouched and placed a finger under Azkadellia's chin and lifted her face a bit.

"I'm going to make him all better. He's going to wake up feeling wonderful. I'll make sure of that. He's going to feel delightful, little princess. He'll purr for me, and forget about you." She smirked. "Of course you COULD join him for a bit. You're quite lovely. Maybe, by the time Zero's done, I can make you feel all better."

Miel stood up and inclined her head to Zero. "Have fun. I'll be indisposed for at least a day. Don't do anything I wouldn't."

And there was very little she wouldn't do.

[spiffeh_zero]

Zero was already not a fan of this teleportation, but that was alright. It got them out of the fucking hell-pit that the ballroom had become, and it certainly got Zero out of being shot

[thomas_dawson]

The godsdamned Fae made her assfucked demand, and the two Longcoats obeyed. Dawson was not stupid enough to question an order from a powerful fucking individual, not with his attractive ass on the line. He dropped Kieran beside the Princess and grabbed the bleeding little fucker off the floor, making up for his far too gentle handling of the woman by being less than sweet in how he pulled up the kid

[az_of_the_oz]

A flicker of hope shot through Az when the Fae female said that Jeb was still alive, it felt as if someone had had their hand clenched around her heart. And suddenly let go so that it could beat again