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<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><div style="text-align: center">|| LOCATION ||<br/>
Darke Manor - Idris' Old Quarters<br/>
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"Lock you up? Never." Auriella said, her voice becoming sharp though not towards Veronica. She seemed genuinely angry that something of the sort had ever happened to Veronica in the first place. For that alone, she was going to kick Vincent's suave fucking ass. "You are free to come and go as you please, Veronica. My home is your home. And I even have a large spare bedroom that you are more than welcome to call your own." <br/>
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A surge of relief washed through Auriella instead of fear when the magazine to her .357 was shot-putted into the wall behind Veronica, landing in it's new home with a thick smack. Now with blood smeared along her cheek, Veronica toed her firearm back towards Auriella who bent at the waist to retrieve it, giving the gun a once over for any damage only to find none. The magazine being gone, she could deal with. She had countless magazines at home that would fit the gun, but the gun itself was something rather precious to her. She'd never had a partner while working as a Detective so it was the gun she relied on must, her partner in ways, an extension of her own arm. And as Veronica finally began to give in to Auriella's coaxing, a beautiful smile split across her face. She did not seem bothered by the blood or the fact that Veronica hadn't changed clothes in ten days. Instead, she seemed elated that the girl would be coming with her, even despite her previous crimes. It donned on her then that she should have been upset, but... progress was progress and if she could instill some compassion and empathy within Veronica, then perhaps she could quell her Vincent-given urges to murder unless absolutely necessary. Of course, Auriella was no stranger to murder. Outside of her own profession, Idris had murdered in the name of good. Vincent had murdered in the name of both good and bad. She'd accepted long ago that such things were simply a way of life for those with enhanced or supernatural genes and Auriella was simply a human living in their world. <br/>
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Auriella opened her mouth to speak then, to tell Veronica that the girl was close to Auriella's own size and she had plenty of things for her to both wear and keep for herself, but suddenly House Darke came alive. Red lights began flashing through each room and suddenly, emergency sirens could be heard blasting through the Manor. Fuck. They knew. Jumping into action, Auriella glanced over Veronica's shoulder to the magazine in the wall. She'd need it if they were going to get out of there alive. Whenever House Darke was in trouble and backup was needed, it was House Ignius, the Fire Elements, that came to heed the emergency calls - House Darke's closest ally. And Fire Elements were nothing to mess with. <br/>
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"Come, we must leave this place." Auriella said suddenly, reaching out to gently grab hold of Veronica's hand. She knew that the girl could defend herself, but she needed the touch, to know that Veronica was following and safe. And Auriella knew that there was a very real possibility that she'd have to trust Veronica to save her life if they needed to get free. <br/>
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All of the sudden, the thick scent of smoke filled the air. Auriella knew that Darke Manor wasn't actually on fire. But she did know that it signified the presence of Fire Elements. When Idris powered up to use her fire born abilities or even thought of using them, the delicate scent of smoke would fill the room. And that meant that they had run out of time. <br/>
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"I really hate to say this, but... I'm going to need you to get rid of that wall for me. Is that something that you can do?" Auriella asked Veronica then as she pointed over Veronica's shoulder where the magazine to her gun rested, not knowing just how juvenile her question was. She had no idea the capabilities that Veronica had, not yet. "My car is just right outside. If we can make it to the car, I can do the driving. I'm a bit of a badass in a Mercedes." And it was quite true. Auriella Darke had <i>never</i> lost a criminal in a car chase. Not even once. </span><br/>
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