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[color=#DE83B3][b]Location:[/b][/color] Concert 
[color=#812442][b]Time:[/b] [/color] Dusk  
[center][color=#DE83B3][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] [@AuthenticTomb] Luther
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[color=#DE83B3][b]Aesthetics:[/b][/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/sRYXLVh.jpeg]Tessa’s Outfit (with a leather jacket)[/url]
[color=#812442][b]Gear:[/b][/color] She carries a pistol, two knives, two lighters and matches, cellphone, compass, gum, gummy bears and multiple eyepatches[/center][/center]
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The world around Tessa began switching–when was the sky on the ground and the grass in the air? She heard Luther’s voice distantly, as if he were in another dimension. She glanced up at his bipedal form. Her right eye twitched uncontrollably. What she didn’t know, it was bloodshot. It was as though she had been run over by a jeep, dragged up a hill, then kicked back down the hill into a river of crocodiles. Was Luther injured? She glanced at  him and her vision swayed. Her shoulder was bleeding and the blood was beginning to sink through her leather jacket. The hint of iron began to waft through the air. 

[color=#90F1FF]"How are you doing?"[/color] His tone was nearly clinical with a hint of anxiety. [color=#90F1FF]"Call Sicily. Its on my favorites. Tell her to get her ass over here."[/color] Luther growled the words.

Tessa fumbled for the bag. The cool night air stung her body as though filled with hornets. She sniffed out the phone and grabbed it. For a moment, she thought she might be sick on it, but managed to swallow it back. She scrolled through the favorites with difficulty, and then found Sicily. Whoever she was, Tessa was going to be grateful for aid. She tried to speak, but the nausea overrode her senses. 

Tessa stared at Luther and motioned to her shoulder and dialed Sicily. 

[color=#DE83B3]”With Luther and we need your ass here...”[/color] she spoke into the receiver once it connected, her voice weak. [color=#DE83B3]”...At underground. Vampires. Bitten.”[/color]

Tessa laid on the grass and clutched her hands into the misty ground and stared at the sky. The stars twinkled back at her mockingly. Her hair splayed behind her like a cape. 

[color=#DE83B3]”Are you okay?”[/color] She turned to face him dizzily, and tried to push herself up stubbornly. [color=#DE83B3]"I'm sorry."[/color] She stared at him. His bipedal form was as attractive as his human form. She almost laughed at the thought, but her head throbbed. [/color]