To catch the half breed heart (closed)

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Lyria Wolf
Half Fallen
Half human

Her father had been the Fallen of Lust her mother some mortal who had unfortunately found herself in his path when he became unbound and free for a time to roam the earth. Lyria knew of her ability and the lure she could manipulate and how whenever she was near one of the other fallen her birthright power fought to take control. She has worked for years now hunting her father and his siblings brethren whatever they are.

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More than one fallen unbound... Jacob his usual arrogant self and the archbishop about to devour her last nerve with his "You will not prevent the police from doing what they can for the mortals... Even if that does get in the way of your infernal ways.". In the way... Yeah the cop was in the way in the dark about she and Jacob and what they were and that wasn't the worst of it. Not only does she have to fight unbound fallen but risk her innate powers distracting him and causing some fawning mortal following her around. At least here she could be at peace... What little peace even a half demon can know.

Another night another bottle of tequila as Lyria sat back in a darkened corner staring out over the club. Some hyperactive band from Greece dancing around the stage singing in both Greek and English about alcohol clearly another invite from Katia, she did have pretty good taste in music. It was rare that she take any real down time but since she had for now parted company with her former associates she had found this little place to hang out that also gave her a decent vantage point for not only the darker points in this town but also the less expected proper and "high society" decadence that her kind also used as hunting grounds. Not all of the fallen nor their offspring have to leave their hunting to the poorer and darker parts of town. There is just as much if not more corruption and easily manipulated people who are loaded with money to satisfy those manipulated dark desires and needs.

It was a slow night a surprisingly peaceful night as she sat back thinking more over what the spawn of yet another unbound fallen had to say... NO salvation for the damned... Why not give in and take her rightful place in this mortal world... all it took was to give into her demonic blood instead of fight it and hunt her own kind. With her "powers" she would never be lonely... no she would never me alone lonely was very different. Having powers of lust it was clear who her father was she had fought and sent him back to his prison a couple of times. It seemed like all her life she had been fighting them... at least since her powers activated and she learned what she was. Her powers have since them given her companions but nothing that she was ever sure was real and not just human hormones reacting to her powers.

She watched a young couple dance and kiss and seem so very much in love and shook her head... they were happy now but what would their life hold for them in 30 years? She saw another couple but the man held the scent of another woman on him as well the woman he was dancing with held the scent of anther male as well. Affair perhaps... or a prostitute and her latest paycheck... who knew. Two very different angles of this human existence and only two of many.

Her eyes closed and opened slowly seeming to softly flash red then back to their deep brown near black mortal color. Someone or something was near but what and was it there seeking her or just happened to wander into her general area? No the sense was not being masked... not being suddenly "covered up" this presence was no accident... She did not acknowledge it directly and poured herself another shot of tequila and sat back drinking.

They get a rise out of you that they will never know about.

A male voice slithered through the ethers for her ears only.

Join me for a drink or get out Jacob.

Her voice sliced through for his ears.

Jacob laughed a little and spoke again

Perhaps another time Lyria... looks like your pet cop is looking for you.
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His name was Lyden Snow, a ruggedly handsome man with dark hair and cute eyes. Standing 6'3 in a beige tight-fitting cashmere sweater, a leather jacket covering his Barreta Px4 storm, black slacks and brogues. But there was more to this man than just his looks, Lyden was a hard boiled cop. Justice having its way was what he lived for. He was a cleaner. Ridding the street of criminals and psychopaths.
Lyden's record was outstanding, maybe that's why this case was given to him. He had never lost a case, always been on top of his game. He had cracked every case sent up his desk in the past six years. His records had boosted his climb up the success ladder, for at 27, he was already an inspector. The youngest so far.
Standing in the dark alley, his eyes was on a little bar that his supposed target was in. This new case that had made the Authorites cancel his vacation, not that he was enjoying it anyway, and throw him back to the field even to the point of promising him a promotion if he cracked it,
 
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Must be dire to his superiors.
From the files he had studied, this target, a woman, that came as a surprise, never had a particular gender in her killings. No, she did her work randomly; street rogues, politicians, civil officers, lawyers, business folks, cops even. She didn't play by any genre, and that intrigued Lyden.
Her last kill was certainly not a good idea too. Mr Morriel Martins whom she murdered was a politician
It wasn't up to a week after he was appointed as a senate by the judge when he was found dead. He was quickly called upon, the chief of defense staff himself
 
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Has gotten involved in the case. Find this woman and report her location back. That was all he had to do to earn another promotion. But no, that ain't what he wanted, that wasn't what made him track Lyria Wolf, a woman who was on almost every crime scene, a woman who could not be touched by the authorities, a woman that he was to just hand the case over, no that's not why he followed her to this slum downtown, to this little bar that according from a stool pigeon she frequented.
Drawing out his Baretta Px4 storm, Lyden checked again for bullet, fiften in whole, fully loaded. Sliding the pistol back to his side, he headed towards the bar.
Putting on the demeanour of a regular, he opened the door and made his way to a table, his eyes kept glancing around, searching the faces for his target. Lyria wolf
 
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Hearing Jacob comment about the cop the Archbishop would not get kicked off the case and out of her way. It was bad enough that there were more than one Fallen unbound and offspring like she and Jacob coming into them r own evil powers she had to deal with this cop.

You know what that means Jacob... They still won't tell him shit.. We will have to deal with this punk making a name for himself.

Jacob laughed.

Archbishop has already been called and allegedly he was told to leave us alone on scene so who knows why he is here but the Archbishop has given his police associates a heads up.
 
His eyes finally found her, sitted at a table in the dimly lit area, with a man, he assumed must be her lover. Long wavy black hair, dressed in a sultry-casual clothing. The cloth will definetly not hinder her mobility.
He sipped his drink, and walked casually to her table, a direct confrontation won't do in this place, i mean who knows how many person were armed here.
"hello, may i?" he asked, taking a sit facing her. "nice place isn't it?"
 
Have a seat officer...

She watched him with a nod.

So what is the problem... Our mutual targets active again? Or are you wasting time hunting the wrong person because you don't like your orders to leave us alone on scene? Curious why your boss is keeping you in the dark about us and your instincts find that suspicious?

Jacob watched him then hearing her he looked to her.

Lyria... Dial it back remember the archbishop said we have to deal with the kid.
 
"wha...how did you kn...look i don't know what you think you are and the connection you have with the archbishop, and i had intended to take you in if you were found on another crime scene, but.." he paused then glanced around, "my superiors wants me to give you this," he slides the file to her side
"they want you working on the case with me, every details you need are in there." he lied. He was actually told to drop the case and leave it for lyria to handle, but Lyden wouldn't, he had personal scores to settle.
 
She shook her head and almost laughed.

The police think I am going to follow their orders too... Jacob!?!?

Her tone a low snarl till one of the Archbishop s "guard" lackey walked over with a smug smile as Jacob grabbed her shoulder.

You two don't have to change your methods but you have a cop partner now witch.

With that he walked out.

Fine...

She growled

He is Jacob I am Lyria. Dont get in my way and don't question my methods and questioning.
 
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