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Locked Re: No Place Like London (Victor/Henry/Rena/Leti)


 

"Yes today was very disturbing for me, but I have found Henry, and that's the most important thing. I have a feeling there isn't anything we cant handle together," Rena told Victor with a slightly drowsy smile.
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She regarded him through heavy lids as the food seemed to cause the drink to hit her harder. One hand was still wrapped around the hard muscle of?Henry's upper arm and her head rested on his shoulder. So warm and solid and right. She realized?that her fears of?losing?him when he wasn't in the form she knew him as, when he wasn't green with claws and super human strength, he was still the same where it counted. He wasn't gone, just he looked different. More ordinary. Pre-potion him was still him. She had always been frightened of losing him if he looked as he once had. That he would be too different. He had always seemed annoyed by such, frustrated even yet never able to satisfy her concerns with actual explanations. She understood now, though and that made a lot of things alright in her current?drunken world. She felt this bit would at least still carry over until tomorrow, though. He was still hers. Always hers.
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"That is very nice of you to say and does mean a great deal," she added with a smile when Victor reminded her she had 3 friends here.
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"What of yourself...Do you have many friends here," she asked him curiously.
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"And you," she added to Leti who shrugged and nodded.
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"Sure, but none o-them as interestin'?as you all," the bar maid spoke up quickly.
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When Victor spoke of a rich man squandering away his belongings Leti looked disgusted.
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"If someone were that stupid, I am sure he deserves what he gets. Had I such fortune I would be far more careful with it, that is for sure."
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"Yes," Rena said thoughtfully, snuggling sleepily into Henry's shoulder.
"My grandfather and uncle make investments so that our family fortune grows. That's the wise thing to do. Opposite of wasting it," she added with a chuckle, wondering if that would?still be funny tomorrow.
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No. Tomorrow she would have a huge headache and a ton of explaining to do.
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.

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