"Ƴσυ'яє α ραιη ιη тнє ηєcк." {Open For Duplicates! ;3}

(Oh an assassin~ That should mesh well with Rose's style, because when cornered he's very ah. Direct.
She must hate that Rose is pretty much 6' then. x3
Haha, I can imagine a scene where Rose loses his knives- he generally has three throwing knives and two for close combat- and is just staring at Alex like how because she seems to have an endless supply. "You're so tiny! Where do you keep them?!" Thank you for giving Rose more ammo, he'll never shut up about their height difference now

(¬‿¬) He is indeed.

Ach, I can relate. I have two final exam type things due in March and I can only barely manage one right now. (╥_╥) Take your time, and good luck!)

{Kinda ditched my HW for this reply, and I was somewhat typing it while playing Overwatch and Fortnite, but I'm too excited for this and I can't wait to see where it goes so yeah! I need to be stopped.}

{A somewhat clumsy assassin at times, though. ;3}

{Alex would be mad only because she wouldn't be able to look down on him.}

{Oh yes, she has a huge knife collection, always collecting them off of random bodies haha!!! It's her hobby. If he ever mentions her height, she will not hesitate to s t a b him.}

{Guess we're stuck in the procrastinating club. ;'3}

{Haha, Rose is great, and Alex is gonna fall for that charm eventually, if they don't end up killing each other or getting killed first. c;}

{Take your time!!! I'm probably gonna finish watching Fullmetal Alchemist on Netflix for an hour and a half then go to bed.}

{I just clocked into work at 1, so I won’t be able to respond for another like 3 hours or so unfortunately. Here’s my tip to you, don’t work at Chuck E Cheese if you want to keep your sanity. ;p}

{Aw that’s actually really adorable haha!!! She would totally try and take advantage of it by wanting to ditch him, but at the same time, she wouldn’t want to be alone either. Not in enemy territory, especially after someone is about to bring a traitor back with him. She's gonna have some trust issues after that. ;0}

{EDIT: I'm home from work now! It was only a 3 hour shift luckily. I feel ~ b l e s s e d ~ on this fine day.}

(Yes right. I'm going to get to studying but first I'm curious- Is Alex French/Canadian/from Louisiana? Or was she just using French at the time? Because I'm still debating on where Rose is from and his being French nobility is one of my options...)

(Rose would be both smug and flustered because he knew she couldn't resist his charms. But then it seems like it's becoming the opposite and he's usually more suave than this..?

Haha, I try to trick myself into studying. ^^'

Just you wait, Rose is really big on pet names Whether joking or serious, he'd use like every variation of darling in every language he knows. ^^'
Ah, and that's his problem with her. I imagine she could beat him in a knife fight though, like that Loki vs Valkyrie scene in Ragnarok)

(Haha, that would be too cute! Rose would be the same though- He can be incredibly flirty but when it concerns someone he actually has feelings for, he forgets that he's actually supposed to be good at this and is just a blushing mess.

Rose would very carefully tease her from a distance then. x3

I have to go, but I'll see what I can come up with tomorrow!)

"And I told you not to address me so familiarly." Was his arch response, though it was doubtful that Kaltman had heard, as she had already disappeared from view. The speed and ease with which she could utterly erase her presence was both impressive and unnerving- A boon only when it wasn't used against him, though it made him wary nonetheless. Ambrosius isn't exactly the fastest or strongest of vampires; his senses, heightened even beyond the predatory norm, are primarily what set him apart. And yet Kaltman manages to subvert them more often than not when she truly sets her mind to it. It's almost as maddening as her obvious disdain for the very space he occupies.

He frowns in the general direction she'd left, but doesn't move until the first choked off cry interrupts the exchange of gunfire that Terrence is trading with the human located in one of the buildings across from them. Ambrosius checks the placement of his scarf with one hand whilst turning the startled vampire around with the other. "No need, Kaltman will see to that. Cover me, will you? They're infesting this row as well." He inclines his head toward the crumbling buildings behind them, where he can hear the painstaking placement of boots on gravel. Terrence opens his mouth to respond but Ambrosius cuts him off by raising his hand and gesturing toward the shadowed doorway to his left. Terrence whirls just in time to avoid a wooden crossbow bolt to the back of the head.

He favors the blond with a minute wave before ducking out of view during the ensuing scuffle, using scent and sound to evade further ambush attempts. In this fashion Ambrosius manages to pick his way to the meeting point without major incident and in a timely fashion- There was a moment where soot had stained the dove gray of his coat and he was tempted to clean it immediately before it worsened, but the mere thought of the look on Kaltman's face if he arrived even a second after the agreed upon time kept him going. Albeit grudgingly. This doesn't quite diminish his feelings toward a reunion with a friend that he hasn't seen years, however.

Godfrey Freer is a reedy remnant of the American civil war, with watery brown eyes, mousy facial hair, and perpetually hunched shoulders, he doesn't exactly cut an intimidating figure even amidst the clinging shadows of the misshapen warehouse. This is perhaps the reason he's managed to survive as long as he has. That and his knack for being in the right place at the right time, as he is now.

Ambrosius' irritation gives way to a genuine smile that is revealed in all its dazzling beauty when he tugs his scarf lower, steps light as he crosses the room and clasps the thinner man on the shoulder.

"Oddy~ It's been too long!"

"Rose." A greeting. Then, "It's been two years." A laborious correction, pale eyes meeting the more vibrant gaze with quiet intensity. Uncharacteristic intensity. Godfrey rarely looks anyone in the eye, he prefers focusing on everything at once.

Ambrosius arches a brow, but files this away to be examined at a later date. "War can make a day feel like thirty." His smile is more wry now, and he steps back but maintains his grip, lightly tugging his friend after him as he begins to move toward the door. "Come, I'm on the clock and I need you to act as a buffer for Kaltman-"

"How would you know what that feels like?"

Ambrosius does not stop in his tracks, but he does slow, casting a puzzled glance over his shoulder. "Know what what feels like? Being on the clock? Time is only an illusion when I wish it to be." Another teasing smile. It isn't returned, not that he expects it to be, but Godfrey usually at least snorts at him.

"War." Is his only reply. Godfrey continues to stare almost pensively at him, and Ambrosius can feel it despite having returned a large portion of his attention to their surroundings. They're walking along the outskirts of the town now, keeping out of sight, but he wouldn't put it past their enemies to have arranged more than one ambush.

"Ah," He sighs. "This again." Godfrey happened to be one of those people who were convinced that their suffering was unique in a way no one else's was. He didn't always make it apparent, but perhaps years of acting on his own had brought the memories back and given him little else to dwell on.

"There are experiences that everyone shares, regardless of their level of involvement in a central issue." His rejoinder is light. Ambrosius knows that not all aspects of his reputation are as shining as he'd prefer them to be, but it's strange that Godfrey would remark on it even obliquely when he wasn't meant to have contact with anyone who would know him well enough to exchange gossip- And Ambrosius had made certain that the humans only barely knew of his existence.

To change the subject and cover the -hated- silence, he fills the taciturn man in on the events of the day, remarking on their lackluster ambush and Kaltman's insistence on finding every opportunity to express her utterly unfathomable contempt for him.

"I think she might be touched in the head." Ambrosius muses in a tone that's part solemnity and part wonder as he deactivates the camouflage on their car. "There's no other plausible explanation for- Really now?" His conversational tone lowers into a sigh. Soft, so that he can prevent it from becoming a snarl.

A barely-there tension had settled between them since the end of the non-conversation, but Ambrosius had brushed it off as the edginess that always accompanied an agent who had been on the job too long. He had done so knowing that there was more to it than that, but Ambrosius only saw what he wanted to see. Didn't he? And yet when he turns around, he knows what he will see. And he knows that he doesn't want to see that, either.

He turns. Spins on his heel with an irate tilt to his mouth. Godfrey stands braced, shoulders back, leveling a pistol at the space in between his narrowed eyes yet can barely meet them with his own. There's the Godfrey he knows. Oh how ironic.

"Oddy," Ambrosius begins in a deceptively airy tone. "What is it that you think you're doing, exactly?"

"You're-"

"Surrounded, I know." He huffs. "Honestly, no originality."

{Holy c r a p that’s long, but I absolutely love reading long replies! I’m just not very good at producing long replies myself. ;v;}

{Haha, now’s the time for her to get serious then!}

{Aw, poor Rose, to have an old friend turn on him. Alex is going to freak when she sees him surrounded, with a gun turned on him. So since Godfrey is important now, should he escape in the midst of Alex’s second massacre of the day, or should Alex end up killing him? The second option seems like it would probably break poor Rose’s heart, even if the guy held a gun to his head.}

{Ooh, also, I was thinking that all of Alex’s other senses {Besides fighting and agility} weren’t exactly the best, so Rose having the other things you mentioned like sensing heartbeats and such works out rather perfectly! She wouldn’t dare say it, but they would make a great team!!!!!}

{Now it's my turn to force myself to catch up on late homework, so I won't be able to type up a reply for some time. ;v;}

{Alright, sweet! ;3 I'll try and see what I can do to allow him time to escape haha. Although, she would immediately go for Godfrey, because he seems the most threatening, to her anyway. Nobody points a gun at Ambrosius. Not on her watch. And even if Rose is capable of taking Godfrey down if he wanted, which he is, she would still try and help him first. c;}

{Heck yes she's gonna wreck everyone. That's the fun part.}

{The only reason she doesn't want him to die as of right now is because she acknowledges that he's still a part of the team, and also because she's afraid the commander would KILL her when she got back. So yeah, she has her reasons. XP}

(And she delivered. x3

Ah, in which case he'd be more insulted because she sees him as needing help in the first place.
Haha, probably. Rose tends to handle the commander's personnel problems- Such as smoothing over interactions and handling the fine details behind the scenes. Van Dalen has no patience for that. 

Oh, Godfrey is a vampire! My fault for not directly mentioning it. ^^"

I need to babysit today, but I'll have my reply up when I can!)

{Alright! I made some slight edits, took out that one part. We're all good to go now! c;}

{Oh I also wanted to mention that I feel like these vampires should bleed. I resorted to Google, and some things say they do, while other things say they don't. I think it would make things more dramatic haha, so I just added that in there.}

{She would then clapback with, "Well at least I wasn't about to bring a traitor." She's still confused as to how he didn't notice the signs sooner, because she knows he's usually aware of these sort of things.}

{Take your time! I am also forever busy. It's just an endless cycle of struggling work. ;v;}

{Alex would be completely caught off guard by him being brutal. She would question if he was the same person or not. XD}