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, and Hefty, a blind orange cat Malory rescued from a goblin den before he could be lunch
Interests: Working out, fencing, running, hunting, ballet, drawing, playing various musical instriments, reading and collecting old werid books, and drinking
Dislikes: The ocean, other large bodies of water, summer, heights (sometimes including tall buildings or bridges), home renovation
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.
At the age of twenty-seven, she was the last member of her family to still live at the estate in Thurmont, Maryland. Her brother Jarred had moved to Northern California, where he kept an eye on the giant and dragon populations. There was a very delicate balance to maintain between the two species that had a habit of killing each other. Simon, on the other hand, had moved back to upstate New York with her mother Helen. Simon got a job with computer programming, and Helen was writing a series of short stories and novels that just happened to reflect real life events a bit too much for Malory’s liking. Especially when she was the one creating the illustrations for said stories.
Malory was…just a bit of an outcast. The people of Thurmont weren’t cruel to her—aside from the odd kids that kept sneaking onto her property—but they definitely kept their distance. Something always weird happened around the Spiderwicks, ever since her uncle had gone missing and his daughter spouted stories about fairies until her dying days. Then Malory’s little family showed up, and well…you shouldn’t cross paths with a black cat or walk under an open ladder, and you shouldn’t talk to the family who speak with monsters. Malory was avoided by most anyone in the town, only a handful of the citizens either didn’t care about her family’s history, or believed her. Chuck, the owner of the local secondhand book shop in town, had his own share of witnessing the strange and unusual. Hell, he even had a brownie living in his shop, who kept the place clean and free of moths. The creature was shy, though, and both him and Malory had only caught glimpses of it, despite all the honey Malory had tried to bribe it with. Chuck was probably the closest person Malory had to a friend, though they didn't hang out outside of the shop.
"Are you sure you're human?"
Malory had been asked this by a Tree Elf that lived in the woods around Malory's house once. The elf had been alive for nearly a century, not wandering much farther than the roots of their birth tree, but Malory saw them often enough while hunting in the area. Of course, Malory's innitial respone was "Of course I am, what else could I be?" And didn't think about it much farther than that. The Tree Elf didn't elaborate, and Malory moved on. Malory didn't have any reason to believe she was anything other than human, and she honestly forgot the conversation shortly afterwards.
Though Malory was unaware, there could be a case made that something wasn't quite...normal, with her.
Healing:
Malory's Best (and only) Friend: Cassandra Hanson
(FC Lzzy Hale)
Malory met the shapeshifter in college, though she didn't know it at the time. It actually took over a year until Cassy accidentally revieled her identity to Malory.
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Malphas levitated in the air for a few moments slowly moving closer to the ground as the goblin charged at Malory. He wanted to rip the creature away from her and break its neck, but she could take care of herself. He knew she was a hunter and was actually curious as to what she was capable of. He watched her slam the goblin against the wall and stick one of her blades in his gut. The violence was not something he enjoyed and yet he found a smile forming on his face. Go figure. Once she slit the goblin's throat, Malphas approached her stepping over the other corpse.
"I think I know a trick to get that out." He gestured to the blood on her shirt. "We should probably get out of here. I can tell you those two are not the only thugs that follow Ivan around. I'm sure more will show up soon." He did not want to stick around and wait especially if it meant putting someone’s life at risk. Malory had been through a lot tonight. The sooner they got out of there, the better.
"I know somewhere we can go." He gestured for her to follow him out of the alleyway and down the street. He had a few blood stains on his shirt as well but the dark color made it difficult to notice. Before long the two reached an apartment building. "I have the top floor. You can stay there if you want, change your shirt, clean your knives etc." He laughed a little at his last remark realizing how ridiculous it sounded. Once the two were inside, Malphas led the two of them up a few flights of stairs but paused once he reached the door to his place. "Uhh.. do you like dogs?"
The goblins intended to fight with knives not much different from Malory's. Malphas was the only person without a weapon. Fortunately, this did not matter to him. He was a trained killer which he had neglected to disclose to Malory. Despite his calm demeanor and pacifist attitude, the hybrid was rarely challenged. Even the goblins were a little apprehensive. Ivan had given them orders, but how exactly were they supposed to get to Malory with the so called prince of darkness standing there. His family had a reputation and whether he liked it or not, Malphas was dangerous.
Once Malory gave him a brief nod, Malphas vanished completely only to reappear behind one of the goblins. He lifted the creature and abruptly shot them both high up into the air. Before the other goblin could react his friend screamed and plummeted to the ground. His body smashed against the pavement killing him instantly. Knowing his odds were now slim to none, the remaining goblin charged at Malory holding his blade out with the intention to strike.
"Happy Halloween my beloved. Time for a little a trick or treat and bobbing for .... you know what. ". // wink wink //
"You look a little sick my darling Malory. I think the Nurse's order calls for a little. Sexual healing. Make you feel good tonight. I got my sexy nurse outfit on just for you."
(I found the clip! Lol this epsiode was gold. This is best representation of what Zura was telling Malory about. How because their kid is half demon. They never have to worry about same thing normal parents do. Case in point.
Zura and Malory will not need to worry if some child kidnapper or killer, etc, ever came to abduct and mess with their daughter. Zura would be like the father in this clip. All casual about her daughter being kidnapped. Knowing the poor human bastard is going to be in a world of hurt for kidnapping the WRONG kid! Lol love this scene. I can see Zaifiria being just like this girl Diana in the video. Enjoy. )
https://youtu.be/S4-ooxxqGkg
(Theme song for their daughter, Zaifiria, lol. One of them anyhow. For how screwed a guy would be who tries to mess with their daughter. Like what Mr T would say "I pity the fool who mess with her " ^.^)
https://youtu.be/2cXDgFwE13g
[[thank you for the invite, if you'd like to plot please let me know, I'll try to think of some ideas]]
She placed a kiss on Malory's cheek and leaned against her softly as she closed her own eyes for several seconds. Gently wrapping her tail around Malory's waist and playfully having the tail tip, very gently, tap against Malory's belly three times. This caused the kicking or punching, whichever the baby was doing, to suddenly stop and the baby would ease up on whatever nuisances it might be causing the mother carrying her.
"Hmmm better now? Incase you are wondering. There is a good chances the baby could be giving you some grief or trouble as I did in the past. Like mother, like daughter. Or maybe she is doing it to have me closer. Since she got the benefit of knowing you are always there but maybe worries that I am not. So I just gave your belly a little tap to let the unborn child know her other mommy is here. But also, to send her a message to behave and ease up on you. She can tortment you after she is born. Plenty of time for that. "
Zura said with a soft giggle before placing a kiss and a lick to Malory's nose before she made a light tap with her right pointer finger on her lover's nose. A slight static shock would be felt, followed by a tingling sensation in her nose. Zura would then give Malory a thirty second long kiss on the lips before she broke contact and would then grab a chair and help lift Malory's feet and place them on the chair so she could rest her feet and keep them and her legs elevated.
"All done. Come next morning. It won't be morning sickness but morning sneezing. Far preferable to keeping your head buried in a toilet or a bucket. Oh yes. I am glad you remembered our first date. I did try to make an impression. I'm sure those guys never forgot that night either or maybe they tried their hardest too. Worry not. I haven't had to hurt anyone in a while. Been too busy dealing with us and impending motherhood. Now as for the dog Walker thing. I won't kill someone for that. No, no, no, the last human I saw leaving dog shit on the sidewalk. I purposely tripped them so they landed face first on the very shit they left there. They won't be making that mistake again, especially when I told them if I ever catch them doing that again or if they tried to get back at me, I steal their dog and sell it to men who set up illegal dog fights. Wellll that was a lie. I may hurt people but I try to avoid harming animals or very least, a dog or cat , that doesn't get on my nerves. But they don't know that. "
Once she had her feet propped up. Zura would take the moment to take off any footwear Malory was wearing and would begin giving her a foot massage. Making sure to help relieve her tension and make her feel better as she smiled at her and thought over the other things she had said.
"You know. You do owe me a private dance recital. I never got my own ballet performance from you. I did a few dances for you as you recall. Some twerk and strip teasing aside, I sang many love songs to you as well. I like to think many of my grand romantic gestures helped to win you over and would have worked as well if I was just a normal human girl. You must admit. I never had any problems telling you how I felt at any given moment and I always made sure you knew just how much I adore you. So many couples never can communicate properly with one another but that was never a problem for us. Was it? Hmmm how does this feel?"
She asked when she switched to her other foot and began to warm her hands up just enough to mimic the function of a nice heating pad to help make any pain in her feet, simply fade away.
"I'll make us some food once I properly taken care of you. Unless you are still full from before, back at the restaurant, and we can do something else. Well the only thing you need worry is how big or small you want the wedding. For location. We could use the very same castle where our little bundle of joy was conceived. Sort of maybe synchronicity or something. A place where our baby was made and a place where we pledge our undying love to one another. If that sounds agreeable to you, beloved. "
On the issue with the "guest list" Zura began laughing rather hard at that.
"What demon doesn't want to kill me. Especially since I killed and went all Hannibal Lecter on a good many of them. As for the fuck me part. Wellll my partial Succubus nature and my little porn stint career, hasn't done me any favors in reducing those who don't want to kill me but Fuck me sensely instead. There might be a demon I know as Demona or Dominique I think is her human alias. She has a thing for the French. Possibly one other person. Maybe a demon soul trader or a crossroads demon I am on good terms with, who helped me with a few deal soul transactions. But the list is sadly sort but maybe that is ok. Not like we need a crowd and just close friends or family is fine. After all, everything about us is rather unconventional. From how we met to how we made our daughter and everything else , including marriage proposal. Were you going to bring that little house fairy or whatever that grumpy little critter is. It be amusing to see that little pipsqueak there. Makes me wonder if we stayed at your house once the baby is born. If the baby would try to catch it and play with it like it was a living doll or a toy. Hahahahahah that be so amusing. Not to your little house brownie was it?"
Zura has neglected to tell her that beside her one demon friend. There is one family member who may be there, her "baby" twin sister. Zura was sorta dreading introducing the two important women in her life. How would they act with each other? Course knowing her sister. She try to get into Malory panties the first chance she got. Just to try and piss her older twin. Course her sister could act totally civil and not be upset at the wedding invitation being lost in the Mail. Zura had to think still wether or not to tell her. Hell, she sorta kept Malory a secret from her sister and did not tell her she was dating anyone serious. Likely to avoid her twin trying to sabotage her relationship or happiness. But it may be best to tell her soon and have her be there to give her away or be her bridesmaid at the very least.
"Just family is fine if you have not one single friend or associate to bring. Not even a fellow troll hunter you met? I don't care who you wish to invite if it makes you happy. I just want the day special, like our baby making night was and for our wedding night to be the same. I forget. Did we want to wed before or after the baby is born?"
|. FAAAACCCCK MEEEEE. -_- I haven't forgotten about ya!!!! I'm good though. How about you doll?
"I'll make it up to you."
The two goblins looked at each other for a moment when Malory mentioned that their boss was mistaken only to send malicious grins her way. They truthfully did not care if Ivan was wrong. They despised humans almost as much as he did and when it came down to it, Malory was human.
"That does not matter. The lead may have been necessary to get the crowd going, but we have no intention of letting you go." Malphas stood quietly listening as the goblin spoke. He could practically taste the fear in one of them. The other seemed far more determined to end Malory's life tonight. He could have taken off then, tipping his invisible hat and bidding her a good day. He knew she could take care of herself. That being said, she was without a weapon and two on one was not exactly a fair fight. He was a gentleman.
"Well, you heard her. I suggest you leave, unless of course you want to be my midnight snack." He gave the two of them a friendly smile as if he was joking. Maybe he was and maybe he was not. He did not have lunch.
"This does not concern you, Malphas, but please feel free to watch as we spill her blood on the cobblestone." The two took a few steps forward, one of them far more hesitant than the other. The hybrid sighed and looked over at Malory for a moment. "Well, we tried right?" He tried reasoning with the two of them, but tonight was about to get bloody. Whether Malory wanted it or not, she had his help.
~That is okay! I am the same way. :)
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