Name: Malory Grace-Spiderwick
{Malory's FC: Sarah Bolger}
Age: 28
Hair Color: Brown or Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Hight: 5 foot 6 inches
Sexuality: Bisexual, with a preference toward men
Relationship Status: Single (Will vary between RPs)
Location: Wherever the job takes her, but she lives in Maryland
Pet(s): Byron, Arthur's gryphon
Interests: Reading, going to the gym, fencing, running, hunting, ballet, drawing, and drinking
Disinterests: The ocean, summer, and petnames
Malory wasn’t a kid who believed in magic—the tooth fairy, Santa Clause—that was all a bunch of nonsense to her. Those things just weren’t real to her, despite how hard her mother tried to stop her from spoiling Christmas for her younger brothers. When Malory was fifteen, her parents divorced, and her mother took full custody of Malory and her younger twin brothers, Simon and Jarred. No longer being able to afford their home in upstate New York with her income, Malory’s mom packed up the kids and moved them to Maryland, where Malory’s great, great uncle had left a house to the family. Arthur Spiderwick had disappeared one afternoon nearly seventy years ago, and left the house to his closest living relative. That was his daughter, Lucinda, who had been a little girl when he disappeared, but she had been put into a series of care homes after spouting a bunch of nonsense about her father being taken away by fairies and goblins living in the woods around her house, leaving the house to Malory’s mother.
The first week in that house changed Malory’s life forever.
Thankfully, with Malory now convinced, Jarred and her were able to save Simon. The three of them were given the Sight perinatally by a hobgoblin—he very kindly spit in their faces after eating a roasted cat, their roasted cat—making it easier for them to fight the battle they had gotten themselves into. Trolls and goblins sent by Mulgarath terrorized the Grace siblings, their house, their mother. The conclusion of the battle columnated at the Grace family’s new house, ending with their house completely ransacked, filled with dead goblins, and Mulgarath, thankfully, dead, eaten by previously mentioned hobgoblin.
Mulgarath was dead, and as far as they knew, the information about Arthur’s book wasn’t spread farther than all the beings that were now currently turning into mush on their kitchen floor. The book was safe, and they were safe. Mostly. Now that they knew about this world, they were a part of it, especially Malory. With her experience in fencing and sword fighting, she became the main hunter and protector of the family. Jarred, when he became an adult, learned how to use a variety of guns, letting him help Malory hunt. Simon, on the other hand, became the researcher of the Grace kids, adding onto their great, great uncle Arthur’s research. Though this time, they kept it a lot more secretive—they didn’t want another battle with an ogre.
Now, ten years later, Malory is the only one who still lives in the house where all of this started. Jarred moved to California to keep an eye on the giant and dragon population there. Simon and her mother moved back to upstate New York. She lives alone in the house...well, aside from Thimbletack, the common house brownie. How she pays the bills? Malory down-low advertises herself as a woman who can take care of…odd problems. Getting lost for no reason in your own back yard? Your kid’s pets keep going missing? You’re flowers start uprooting themselves and flying around your yard? Call Malory Grace, and get your checkbook out. You wouldn’t believe how much someone will pay to get a troll off their property.
Malory doesn't have many, if any, friends. After high schol, where she wasn't really close to anyone in the first place, anyone she could have considered a friend skipped town to go to college or have a career or live their life outside of Maryland. In the following years, Malory spent more and more time by herself. She hunted alone, ate dinner alone, watched movies alone. She knew people in town, of course, but still kept to herself. She was the niece of the weird guy who thought fairies were real and she walked around with a sword. Instead of talked to, she was talked about. Stares and whispers from the locals who knew the backgroud of the area. Hell, Malory's great aunt had been locked up a care facility since Aurthur had disappeared decades ago, and as soon as her aunt was released, she disappeared as well. People were waiting for Malory to disappear next, or for her to get arrested and thrown in jail for carrying around a sword--which, by the way, was perfectly legal, if unnerving to some people.
Now, outside of town...(TBC)
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Malphas leaned back on the couch and let out a deep sigh once Malory went to change. Tonight had been interesting to say the least. Killing Ivan's lackeys was not something the hybrid enjoyed doing. His younger days consisted of so much death and destruction. His new life had taken him away from all of that. He looked at his fingers for a moment noticing a few pieces of dried blood underneath his nails. How the hell was he going to get Malory out of this? She could take care of herself, but against how many? Ivan had always been a self-righteous piece of shit. He was also incredibly stubborn.
When Malory came back into the room and asked about the cost Malphas only smiled. "I've got it. You have had a pretty shitty evening. I think you are entitled to some free Chinese food." He listened as she mentioned going home and nodded.
"Are you the only hunter in your family?" Maybe Malory knew other hunters that she could stay with for the time being. At least that would provide her with some much needed protection. Laying low for a while was exactly what she needed to do.
"By the way, I meant to ask you before. Do you know the name of the person who gave you that coin?"
The new face claim I am using for my character when she takes on a vampire male form. Was in the same show as your FC. So thought I send a picture or two. Happy early Halloween
Zura sat down on the bed while holding her fiancé in her loving arms. She placed a kiss ontop of her head and would gently stroke her back. She would let her cry and cry. Humans. Always so emotional they were. Pregnancy hormones. Zura made a mental note to herself to try to find a remedy for that like she did for Malory's period and clothing situations.
Zura was unsure how she wanted to deal with her soon to be wife when she becomes pregnant with their next child. As Zura fully intended to have a couple more kids with her human lover. She wanted a big family and for her lovely unborn daughter to have siblings to play with and get into trouble with. Zura began to sing a funny song for Malory and pulled out her phone to show her a picture.
"Heh. Don't think I could be a lady doctor cause of this. Hahah. Oh my love. Do you want me to begin removing your clothes and start some foreplay? Would that help? Or I can order room service with some icecream. I know you are craving that. Maybe I can put some on my body and you can lick it off me. Or. I you. I still plan to have more kids with you so don't think you are getting rid of me that easily. I am not going anywhere, Malory."
"Beloved. Please. Dry the tears. The change I suggest is only temporary. Just like dye ones hair. Or have you be blond like me for a while. Not trying to alter your looks in a way that if different then what most females do with hair dye and makeup. "
She would turn Malory around and grab her hands to move them away from her face so she can look at her.
"It just a suggestion. You know I changed my apperance once or twice. Shake things up a bit. If I say wanted you to be a cat girl. Ears and a tail. It only for some fun sex games or something. Not forever. Just a day or two at the most. I am a demon. I do have exotic tastes at times. But please calm down. You are the first person to bear my child. That is not a choice I made lightly. Now. If you don't stop this ugly crying. I may be force to give you a tickle torture and I know how you are not a fan of that. "
She said with a soft smile before she would touch Malory's bag for five seconds and it vanished. She then swept Malory effortlessly into her arms and five seconds later. They were at a very nice hotel room that she had on stand by for emergencies and the like. As she cradle Malory in her arms, she leaned down to kiss her and spoke.
"Or. I may have to pull your pants down and give you a good spanking if you keep misbehaving. As for your family. It will be best to let them know very soon you are pregnant. We can discuss the father details to mother later. Your brothers can just think we did one of the methods other lesbian couples do when they wanted kids. I love you and that will never change. Now. Will you please stop crying."
Anthony merely watched Malory in the span of those few seconds before she started to laugh. Head tilting slightly to the side, a brow ever so slightly edging up towards his hairline. His lips pressed into a firm, straight line. He really didn't see the humor in the situation, but he considered the fact that it's been so long since he's entered into this crazy, wild world that maybe he'd said something funny without even realizing. And then Malory came down on him. Oh. Now, upon reaching the conclusion that the woman simply thought he was trying to trick her, he shared a small smile. "Perhaps." he admitted, with a shrug.
He offered nothing else, sensing the emotional turbulence within the woman standing before him. A reactor getting ready to blow. The situation back in Kansas was dire, but he wondered just how helpful Malory'd be if she suffered a mental breakdown before the battle had even started.
Once the door had been closed, Anthony finally broke his silence with a chuckle. Glancing out towards the treeline at the edge of the property, he hummed softly.
Then he closed his eyes, and expanded his senses to listen through the door; to the muffled voices of Malory and whoever had been standing near her during their very short conversation. As he heard the stairs squeak under her foot; he raised his hand once more, slid his right foot along the surface of the wood porch and twisted his body away from the door, crouching slightly.
He couldn't wait a few days.
A single thunderous heartbeat sent his vitae hurtling down his arms and he struck like a cobra; palm flat towards the door. He struck it's side, rather than it's center-- knocking it clear off it's hinges and swinging into the house with a cloud of wooden shrapnel and debris.
Zura did feel like a tad bit hurt by how Malory’s family perceived her to be. Though much like how Mallory wondered why Zura liked her. Zura sometimes wondered why Malory liked her. Given how she treated her in the beginning of their relationship and that Zura was the type of person who enjoy beating nine people to death with a steel dildo, while wearing a female Pennywise the clown costume.
Zurie wondered why her sister liked this human but wondering about her sister's mental state.. well that ship sailed a long time ago. Zurie wondered if this was due to who Malory was. When she found her sister and began stalking her. She did learn something about her baby mama being a Troll hunter or something. Sounded like a gig that many humans didn't bother with. Made Zurie wonder if her sister found it to be some kind of novelty.
Zurie and Zura would talk for a while and decided that Zurie was going to be in charge of repairs. Which she grunted about but Zurie did have some helper bots that could assist with that. Zura would hug her sister and then go to her and Malory's room and walk up behind her.
Zura would place a kiss or two on Malory's neck as she wrapped her arms around her belly from the back and placed her hands on the belly to stroke it in a calming manner.
"My sister will take care of things here. We will go to the hotel. Spend a night or two and then return. I know this how things is stressful but least our life is not boring or dull right? "
She said trying to ease the mood.
"I am sorry for not mentioning her. We left things in an awkward place and I been so happy with you that I did forget about her. So she has a right to be mad at that. Introducing her to your family going to be a minefield to navigate when we get there. Same with telling your family you are getting married and are pregnant. If they don't know about it already. You know. If you are feeling self conscious on your looks. We can always alter it. I think you be sexy as a red head. Give you some cute freckles. Maybe even have them down below where I can play a game of licking each freckle. One thing that is good to know. My sister is just a maniac. She is not Crazy like me. Anything I can do, beloved?"
(Yeah I get that. Get to know her safely.
Thanks to that line I found. This quote . Which I now put on my page cusse it is just "Perfect" for Zura and Zurie. It perfectly described the two sisters. I am glad I heard it again cause it gives me the perfect example to describe Zura and Zurie.
Zurie is a Maniac, where as Zura is crazy.
That line was made for the twins. Haha )
"Sesame chicken it is then." Malory was given another reassuring smile. He was probably coming off as a complete creep, but Malphas was trying to make her feel at home as much as possible. What happened back at the club was for a lack of a better term, a shit show. Ivan along with his band of lunatics was out looking for her. Essentially every creature she met within the last 24 hours turned out to be a nightmare. Malphas was trying, in his own weird way, to show her he came in peace. Zev on the other hand, was determined to show her that he deserved all the belly rubs.
"The bathroom is right down the hall on the left." He gestured with his index finger before directing his attention back to the menu in front of him. He was starving.
The hybrid's home was filled with a lot of stuff, but pictures were not one of them. The walls were empty for the most part, aside from a few pieces of art. Given how closed off he was regarding his family, this probably came as no surprise. By the time Malory returned to the living room, Malphas had already ordered food. "I ordered the chicken along with a few other things." Zev's tail wagged again when he saw Malory. If only she could see him in attack mode.
"Do you have any family that lives around here?"
-As always, I appreciate your patience.^^-
(Was not quite sure how to have them resolve their issue or what to do with Zurie there. So thought this may help be a way to deal with the scenario. Hope that works for you. I can it change if needed. )
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