[center][h2][color=DarkKhaki]Wolfram[/color] & [color=Magenta]Vera[/color] & [color=007236]Vernon 2.0[/color][/h2][/center]
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Vera stiffened up as Andras suddenly grabbed her in a grateful hug. She almost made to shove the girl off, but in the end just sort of gave up and let it happen. She'd begun the uninvited physical contact war... she just hadn't expected to lose it. Well, as far as people went, she supposed Andras didn't bother her too much. 

"[b][color=orchid]Wait... Is that Meredith?[/color][/b]"

Andras's voice snapped Vera back to reality. For a few seconds, she'd been paralyzed. Meredith, and her little sister, had arrived, dropping out of the sky in a hurry. The problem was Meredith's... outfit. It was sluttier than any attention-grabbing getup Vera had ever worn to a nightclub. And she'd pushed the limits once or twice to be sure. So horrified was she, she barely registered Anna's pestering presence.

[color=Magenta]"Yes."[/color] Vera spoke through her teeth as they ground together. [color=Magenta]"Yes it is."[/color] She extricated herself from Andras and threw a hand up, leaving Anna to run into it face-first as she attempted to continue circling her tauntingly. With no further barriers, she stomped over to Meredith.

Well, she tried to. It was hard to stomp menacingly when you were dizzy from bloodloss. She stumbled a step or two, but she made it.

At that same time, Wolf had gone from happy to see Meredith to effectively comatose in shock. Once he'd seen her outfit, or rather near lack of one, his eyes had gone wide and his face beat red. It wasn't that he wanted to stare, in fact he barely knew where to look. Her face, obviously, he should look at her face- Oh dear gods, that was Vera over her shoulder.

[color=Magenta]"What. [i]The hell![/i] Are you-"[/color] Vera raised an accusatory finger to point at Meredith, but finally her blood-deprived brain managed to finish processing the events unfolding before her. This wasn't like Meredith. No, rushing over to help Wolf certainly was, but what on earth would possess her to do so in that outfit? It sure as hell wasn't her usual attire. There was only one answer.

Fucking Nyxdaemona. Meredith's mother.

[color=Magenta]"Meredith."[/color] An extremely forced smile spread beneath furious eyes on Vera's face. [color=Magenta]"Sweetie. You need to learn to not listen to everything your sexual deviant of a mother tells you!"[/color] She spoke calmly, but stiffly, though her impatience definitely bled through at the end. [color=Magenta]"Just... will you... please!"[/color] Vera pleaded as she pulled off her jacket, it was chilly at night after all, and threw it over Meredith's shoulders. [color=Magenta]"There are witnesses."[/color] A few dozen, with cameras already recording, for that matter. [color=Magenta]"Not that you'll be able to button it up, but it's better than nothing..."[/color] If anything, her disapproval was most obvious in that last sentence.

She then put herself between Meredith and the crowd of onlookers and sat down cross-legged, shooting a furious glare at anyone who dare look their way.

[color=Magenta]"All right, kid, hurry up. Do a good job and, sure, whatever you want,"[/color] she finally acknowledged Anna properly. She then raised a hand to stop Anna from responding. [color=Magenta]"Within reason."[/color] No, still not quite right. [color=Magenta]"Reason being dictated by me..."[/color] There. 

She'd learned to watch what she said around demonic children.

Wolf was quite astonished by Vera's reaction in the end. It had started out about how he'd expected, but then she'd been... reasonable? Maybe he should let her be hit in the head more often...

[color=DarkKhaki]"Thank you, Meredith. Really,"[/color] he said with a weak smile. [color=DarkKhaki]"And sorry. I really shouldn't be getting into these kinds of situations at this time of night. Next time I'll try to get beaten up during the day."[/color]

At that moment he caught a snickering Vernon staring at him.

[color=DarkKhaki]"Wh-what?"[/color]

[color=007236]"Pfft... [i]Wolfie[/i]..."[/color] Vernon looked like he was nearly in tears.

Oh good. That was a thing now.