Alfhedil

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@ihinka I don't think that's a similar conversation at all if we really are of the same mind :v

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@ihinka She definitely would intervene if she heard the scrap in the woods. Obviously would take a moment to steel herself because reasons, but she would probably empty her magazine into the brawling werewolves lol. Would be fairly interesting and set things up pretty well. Especially later if the two of them get together and someone gets over her werewolf thing lol.

"You shot me!" "Not on purpose... Okay maybe a little... Fine, it was definitely on purpose. To be fair though, didn't know it was you at the time!"

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@ihinka Dunno how long exactly, can say it was long enough though lol. Might actually be night time by that point???

Getting a piece of the action might be interesting, though have to note that Genevieve's attitude towards werewolves stands regardless and she may be equally as liable to fire on Blaine if she sees her in the middle of a scrap unless she's unshifted. If she's shifted even partially, that'll set her against her quite firmly because you know... Reasons xD

My thoughts on the whole thing anyways was that Blaine wasn't going to just out herself as a werewolf until they got to know each other pretty well, but she's your character so you do you lol.

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@ihinka It's vaguely suburban, and it's actually in proximity to that Target lol. Just a walk across the woods and there's work. So I imagine right around there would be a pretty good area. She probably lives on the other side, maybe on Intervale since it looks rather secluded.

Also note that Genevieve is not the most sociable of people, so it really wouldn't matter how well known among the community Blaine is, she probable wouldn't have noticed her before unless she was directly next to her :v

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@ihinka I mean, could assume they live relatively close by, if even in the same neighborhood. Genevieve lives pretty modest in a small home, in the suburbs, so not sure how that would affect things :V

Then again, as I don't really know ActualSalem that well, not sure what they've got in terms of suburbs :v

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@ihinka What time is Blaine's run set at, considering Genevieve is probably on her walk home at the moment and packing. Obviously she's got silver because, well you know :v

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Well, would certainly hope @ihinka would be alright with it, otherwise might have to put the next run-in between the two for the next night at the bar or a chance encounter during a morning run :v

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Wasn't sure about tagging anyone in the post, as Blaine had already left and the boys are busy. Took a few liberties here and there, so let me know if I crossed a line.

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Genevieve Alleron

The Indo
Day one - Late afternoon

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Hearing the more pronounced accent caught her ear, the woman suddenly becoming more than just the average bar-irritant. No wonder she was having difficulty placing it, English was such a brutish language at times and had a habit of mangling proper pronunciation in favor for its own. Genevieve felt the ever so slightest hint of a smile forming as it seemed she found the ever so rare fluent French-speaker, though it didn't show. Strangely fortuitous for both of them it seemed, enough that it gave her enough pause to be slightly wary about this Blaine Moore.

So caught up in her reverie that her guest was gone as soon as the words had left her lips, leaving her quite off-guard for once. Did she actually want her to stay and talk? It was rather nice to hear her mother-tongue… No, that was incorrect. Her mother taught her Korean, it was her father who gave her French. All the same it reminded her of wintry days by the fire with a warm mug of cocoa and learning grammar. It was a good feeling, one that managed to turn a smirk as she glanced over the still warm mug on the counter next to her. She hadn't thought of her parents in years, talked to them in even longer.

Harkin was on his way to collect the wayward drink when she held a hand up to stop him. "You can put it on my tab, no need to waste it." Now that drew a curious look from the fanged bartender, him pausing in front of her as he regarded the significantly non-alcoholic beverage now sitting before her.

"It's a little less alcohol by volume than you usually go for, but I'm not going to dissuade you if you're paying for it." An economical vampire. As if there was any other kind.

Genevieve held him in place for a moment longer with a look that made it clear she had questions she was going to get answers to.

"That woman, Blaine Moore… I can tell she's a regular, what can you tell me about her?" Information needed for purely professional reasons of course. She was in the business of keeping the peace between supernaturals and humans in this town, and the Indo seemed to draw a good number of them by dint of the ownership being quite friendly to them. Harkin's toothy grin flashed as he leaned against the counter, refilling her glass of scotch and shrugging as if to disarm the obvious question masked within the spoken one.

"She's regular enough and doesn't cause trouble… Or misunderstandings." She had that one coming, it was rather hard to get over those when dealing with their kind. "So I don't ask questions. Can tell you she's a carpenter. Decent one at that, if you're in the need for some woodwork. Here's a card with her business information on it, but that's all I got for you otherwise."

The card was laid on the counter in front of her, just the basics of what someone would need to contact her for a job. Genevieve had this feeling that there was something rather significant that the vampire was leaving out, but couldn't quite pin it down. This woman had a peculiarness about her, from her bearing to the way her eyes seemed unnaturally sharp. Having been so close to their blue depths, she felt almost like prey, a thought that sent a chill down her spine. Was she losing her edge? It had been a while now since she went on a proper hunt, especially if the Harkin episode didn't count. Damn. She really was the worst hunter.

On that note, she downed the last of both drinks and took a moment to get a sense of her balance and motor skills. Having nursed the scotch for a good bit, she didn't even feel a proper buzz, though it would still be incredibly irresponsible to get in the driver's seat. A good walk would probably do her some good, the autumn air was especially nice in the evening and home wasn't that far away. She had walked longer distances anyways… Though it was with gunfire inspiring her to keep going. Not going to have a lot of that in Salem, even if things felt rather strange lately.

Genevieve exited the Indo, taking a moment to double check on her car and making a mental note to walk back in the morning for it. At least she didn't work tomorrow. One foot in front of the other, she steadily made her way towards the street, turning on the sidewalk and heading home. Things had become quite interesting of late, and perhaps it was finally time to get that desk fixed...

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I have discovered that it's not that easy typing up a post without internet when you didn't make a copy of the posts you're trying to respond to beforehand >.>

So yeah, a smidge delayed on that post :<