[Sophia Blood]

❝ Pretty woman, walkin' down the street❞

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The man with the knife needed to go down first. His friend was far more handsome - not hard, admittedly - so if Sophia was going to need to look at one of them for more than a few seconds, it might as well be the one that wouldn't make her throw up when she was done here. Besides, she couldn't have him poke another hole in her lovely silk coat now could she? No, far better to take him down early, then deal with his friend.

Honestly, she'd wanted just one ordinary day where she could do ordinary things like ordinary people. Oh, who was she kidding. She'd been bored out of her skull.

***

Sophia hadn't visited San Francisco in a while. Well, not for pleasure at least. She'd been by for work a few times in the past couple of years, but she hadn't been to see the sights in almost a decade. Well, that was all going to change - she was planning on staying in the area for a while, so she might as well visit all the popular destinations.

She'd planned to visit a lot of them today actually, already had visited a few. She'd crossed the Golden Gate Bridge, then came back to the city and gone to the Golden Gate Park (not very imaginative, honestly). She'd been on her way to Fisherman's Wharf - apparently it was a wharf where they sold fish (Sophia was beginning to sense a pattern here) - when she'd apparently taken a wrong turn and ended up in the 'bad' part of town. Honestly, it didn't seem that bad; the streets were definitely a little less clean than elsewhere, and there were more beggars, but it was still far nicer than some of the streets Sophia had been on before.

Honestly, it was all seeming rather tame. At least, it was until someone pressed something into the small of her back and a rough voice told her to 'hand over her wallet'. Honestly, accosting her on a public street where anyone... could... see. She'd walked into a back alley hadn't she? Damn it, she really needed to start paying attention to where she was going.

She turned to face her the men who had accosted her, adopting a rather convincing expression of fear - nothing better than two decades in drama to train you in faking emotion. Two thugs, one armed one not. Both ugly (ugh, why were there never any cute muggers - she'd need to write a complaint to the muggers union at this rate).

Well, this wouldn't take long.
 

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Tag Madelyn Green

Words: 427

Notes:

credit to Laura of Adox

[Madelyn Green]

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[attr="class","itdscroll"]A gust of wind whipped the silky strands of Madelyn's mousy brown locks into a frenzy easily piercing the delicate fabric of her jacket as she stepped out into the bitter, unforgiving cold. The nineteen year old shivered a bit as she dug a set of keys from her purse. Albeit with a bit of reluctance to leave her alone, the last of the volunteers had finally left for the night giving Maddy time to tidy the community outreach center before locking up. " Cold, Cold, Cold," the brunette muttered to herself as she hastily jammed the key in the lock and gave it a sharp twist. There was definitely a piping mug of hot chocolate in her near future, Madelyn mused.

As she withdrew the key from the lock, the young woman couldn't help but to note what a difference a year made. A year ago even with the possession of both mace and a taser, Madelyn wouldn't have dared visited this side of town in broad daylight better yet at night. Of course back then her hands weren't lethal weapons either. Stifling a yawn as she started across the street, Madelyn caught sight of a shadowy silhouette out of her peripheral. Curiously, the nineteen year old turned her head just in time to see a blond casually strolling down the street.

Sauntering down Rodeo Drive or taking in the sites on Hollywood Boulevard, the young woman wouldn't have garnered much if any attention at all.  However,  east of Golden Gate Park after nightfall, the blond stuck out like a sore thumb. Perhaps she was lost,  Madelyn reasoned.  Lifting her voice several octaves above her normal speaking voice, Maddy called out to the woman only to have her words die on the wind.  It's not your business Maddy, just go to your car, the brunette silently chastised herself.

The teen had turned to do just that when the lovely lady turned down a darkened alleyway. Seriously!?  It was like this woman actually WANTED to be mugged. If she turned away now then she'd surely have this woman's blood on her hands if something nefarious went down. Swearing under her breath, the brunette secured the strap on her shoulder and scurried after the naive tourist. A bit winded, the heiress was forced to stop for a moment to catch her breath.

Stopping just short of the alleyway that the stranger had turned down, Maddy arrived just in time to see two rather sketchy looking characters turn down the alley behind the blond. "Son of a b*tch," Maddy breathed was she dug what appeared to be a small tube of lipstick from her purse and silently crept up behind one of the thugs.

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[Sophia Blood]

❝ Pretty woman, walkin' down the street❞

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Sophia had been planning on just taking down the muggers quickly; that way she could avoid both further damage to her clothing, and having to look at them for too long. That all changed when she noticed the much more attractive young woman sneaking up behind them. Looked like she was about to get 'rescued' by a good samaritan - that was a trope Sophia was particularly fond of, even if it did tend to be the setup for a trashy romance rather than serious literature (Sophia tended to prefer trashy romance, honestly, but she'd rather die than admit it).

The girl was younger than Sophia herself, younger even than Adri. She looked cute, just the kind of person Sophia knew she'd be able to have a lot of fun with. But pleasure would have to wait a while, she'd first have to deal with her little problem. Not too quickly of course, her saviour needed to be given a chance to get some digs of her own in; experience had taught Sophia that helping people in a fight was an excellent way to get to know them, second only to passionate sex - Sophia tended to prefer the latter, but the first led to the second often enough to make it worthwhile. Who knows, maybe she'd even get some of it today? She'd worried that she'd need to go see Adri again to have any real fun, but perhaps the cutie would be up for a round?

The mugger with the knife went to jab her in the side again while she was distracted, probably irritated that she wasn't crying in fear and rushing to hand over all her money. She sidestepped the blow easily enough, but the knife caught in the fabric of her coat and left a rip in the silk large enough to fit her thigh through. That wouldn't do at all.

***

Thug One gasped in pain as she twisted away from his attack and kicked him in the shin - not the most effective blow perhaps, but she'd already decided to drag the fight out as long as possible to give her rescuer time to shine. Thug Two took a moment to react, but when he finally processed what was happening he took a step forward and swung what would have been a rather impressive haymaker if it had ever had a chance of connecting. Unfortunately for him, Sophia had years of training and a lifetime's worth of experience of avoiding her problems.

Honestly, it was just disappointing. So disappointing, in fact, that she forgot about her original plan to appear like a damsel in distress and instead beckoned her would-be rescuer with a salacious wink and a crooked finger. If she couldn't have fun with the actual fight, she might as well get started on the bonding part. 

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Tag Madelyn Green

Words: 474

Notes:

credit to Laura of Adox

[Madelyn Green]

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[attr="class","itdscroll"]Perhaps, had Madelyn's heart not been hammering so heavily in her chest that it was practically deafening her, the brunette would have  been able to focus long enough to fully access the situation and notice that something was a bit off. The nineteen year old had been so fixated on the thugs that she'd hadn't really been paying much attention to the would be victim. However, now that she was close enough to see their target, Maddy noticed that the lovely blond didn't really seem all that frightened. Was she perhaps in a state of shock? Did she know these hoodlums or was she in league with them?

The young woman ran through all the possible scenarios within her mind in which a woman alone whom had found herself in such a predicament would be anything other than terrified. As her pondering drew to a close, Madelyn was left with only one reasonable conclusion. The blond intended to fend them off. Perhaps she had a weapon of some sort on her person that could serve as an equalizer. It would seem that perhaps the thug was just as perplexed as she was at the woman's lack of reaction if not somewhat vexed as he took another swipe at the young woman whom deftly deflected it.

So that was it then. The woman had likely taken some sort of self defense classes. Which would make this an entertaining spectacle to behold, but one that she'd need not necessarily take part in. Just as she had been about the slip the lipstick tube back into her purse and slowly back out of the alley way, the woman spotted her. As she locked eyes with the blond, Madelyn offered her  a bashful smile. Much to her surprise, the beautiful stranger beckoned to her.

It was in that moment that Maddy had realized just how horribly she'd misread the situation. This was absolutely no damsel in distress. Which she made quite clear as she slammed her feet into one of the hoodlum's shin prompting him to yelp in pain. The thieving duo clearly hadn't anticipated that their victim would fight back at all  better yet so successfully as made evident by their stunned expressions prior to the second ruffian continuing his assault. It was quite sad really to see the two burly men failing so miserably in subduing the significantly smaller young woman.

Madelyn couldn't help but to imagine that this was in no way that manner that the pair had anticipated the night going. Her summoning hadn't gone without notice to the muggers as Thug One whirled about to face her. As he advanced upon her, the brunette's eyes widened. Nervously, Maddy twisted the top of the lipstick tube between her fingers until it slid off falling to the ground. The criminal came to a stop in front of her and as he reached for her.  The nineteen year old pressed the green button on the device and swung her arm forward bringing the barrel of the stun gun into direct contact with his forearm shocking him with 3 million volts.

MEL @ ADOX

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[Sophia Blood]

❝ Pretty woman, walkin' down the street❞

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Thug One went down like a felled tree when cutie tased him, his body locking up and a high pitched squeal escaping his lips. Thug Two, so surprised at the sudden appearance of a tiny girl who'd taken down his 250lb friend in an instant, froze himself, mouth gaping open in an expression of stunned surprise. The gaping fish impression was short lived, as he instead took on the characteristics of a bruised tomato, face reddening and then purpling in rage. He probably would've started yelling and smashing things, most likely his fists against the wall but there was always a risk he'd manage to get a hit in on cutie and she was small enough that a blow from his hamhock of a fist would probably snap her like a twig.

Not that he'd ever have the chance to land a blow on her. After all, Sophia was there.

A little twist of her hips and an outthrust foot had the man bending over his prodigious gut with an explosion of breath, and Sophia - never one to waste such a perfect opportunity - swung her handbag up into his face; the bag, specially weighted for use as a weapon (Sophia liked to be prepared for trouble, even if she often ended up walking into it by accident), smashed his nose and probably shattering quite a few of his teeth. It wasn't enough to knock him cold, knocking people unconcious was so much more difficult than the movies made it look, unfortunately, but he certainly wouldn't be getting any dates anytime soon.

"Stay down you idiot," she said as the man feel to his knees, hands over his face. "I don't want to do any permanent damage, and unlike my friend here I didn't bring something convenient like a taser." He gave a whimper of assent, and shrank in on himself.

Sophia turned to the girl who had come to her aid, smirking a very familiar smirk. "Oh gallant rescuer, I," she gave a little bow, "am Sophia Hewitt, actress and fashion model extraordinare. Whom do I have the pleasure of addressing, and would you please do me the honour of calling the police on these idiots?" 

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Tag Madelyn Green

Words: 366

Notes:

credit to Laura of Adox

[Madelyn Green]

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[attr="class","itdscroll"]What an immensely useful and effective device a pocket taser was, Madelyn thought to herself as the burly thug let out a squeal prior to being knocked to the ground by the intensity of his convulsions. The simple tube that had felled the considerably larger man was small and assuming, much like herself which was likely why his comrades mouth was gaping open as he tried to make sense of what he'd just witnessed. As usual, as impulsive as she was, Maddy hadn't given a great deal or any degree of thought really to what her next move would be after she had taken down the first hoodlum. Distract him with a nearby blast giving them time to get away, maybe? Gods,  she hoped that he wouldn't force her to use her ability on him.

As her gaze fell upon the auburn faced criminal, the brunette suspended that he was indeed going to force her to use her power which she typically preferred not to do on humans. However, it would seem that the nineteen year old would never truly know what the ruffian had  planned to do to her in retribution as in lightning swift movement on the part of the blond left the thug doubled over, gasping for breath. As if knocking the wind out of him wasn't satisfying enough, the would be victim delivered a final devastating blow with her purse prompting the teen to wonder what the hell she had in her handbag.

Madelyn winced at the impact which bought the miscreant to his knees. In a manner that was slightly berating, the blond strongly advised the thug not to get up again lest any further damage done would likely be permanent. It was actually rather commendable all things considered that the woman still managed to care enough to not want to permanently scar the man. With the mugger literally on his knees in front of them, Maddy was able to concretely assess the damage the blond had done. Shaking her head, the teenager let out a whistle saying " Whatever self defense training you've had, I totally want in on the next class."

A bashful smile flickered across Madelyn's face as Sophia referred to her as her "gallant rescuer." With a little chuckle Maddy replied "I think we both know that you're actually the one that saved me. Just like we both know that you didn't really need my help. Naturally, I would be more than happy to contact the police." The brunette dug into her purse and withdrew het cellphone. Realizing that she hadn't introduced herself, Maddy turned back to Sophia saying "My name is Madelyn Green. It is a pleasure meeting you Sophia.:

MEL @ ADOX

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[Sophia Blood]

❝ Pretty woman, walkin' down the street❞

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The mention of self defence classes had Sophia smiling. "I have some training yes." an understatement if there ever was one, Sophia was a highly trained martial artist and held several trophies to prove it. "That though? That was all from the school of hard knocks, with the aid of the oldest weapon in the world - a heavy blunt instrument."

Sophia offered her handbag to the girl. "Feel the weight? I had it specifically designed for that - you never know when you might need a club of some sort when you're someone as beautiful as me."

Offer politeness and politeness is returned, Sophia was definitely liking this girl. "Madelyn Green? A pretty name for a beautiful woman." What could she say? Flirtation was in her blood.

"Just because I could've dealt with them myself, doesn't mean your aid was unwelcome by any means. After all, you being here meant I didn't have to get really messy in dealing with them." Sophia smiled at Madelyn. "How about we go for a drink, you and me? These guys aren't going anywhere so the police will be able to find them easily enough, and if we're here when they arrive we'll get questioned and that'll take ages."

"Come on darling, let's go." 

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Tag Madelyn Green

Words: 209

Notes:

credit to Laura of Adox

[Madelyn Green]

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[attr="class","itdscroll"]As Sophia confessed to having had some degree of training an amused smile that seemed to say "I knew it" spread across the brunette's face. The revelation that the maneuver that the blond had just executed was derived from the school of hard knocks admittedly caught Madelyn a bit offguard. While the teen knew better than to judge a book by its cover, essentially that's exactly what Maddy had done. Much like herself, there wasn't anything about the older woman that would even remotely suggest that she'd had a hard or difficult life.

The nineteen year old had been just about to ask Sophie why she considered her purse a blunt instrument when the blond offered her the handbag. Taking the purse from her, Madelyn quickly realized that the weight of the accessory forced her to use both hands when holding it. Curiosity shone in the young woman's dark orbs as she inquired "So, it was designed to be this heavy? You didn't load it down with heavy objects? How and where did you obtain such a thing? I mean I am nowhere near as beautiful as you so I doubt that I will need it for the same reasons that you do, but it still seems pretty useful."

A deep scarlet hue crept into the teenager's cheeks as she as Sophia called her beautiful. "Sophia is equally as lovely to be honest. I've never known an unattractive Sophia come to think of it," Maddy replied. While she wasn't completely convinced that her aid had been welcomed or needed, nevertheless a warm smile lit Madelyn's delicate features as she continued "Well, we certainly can't have you getting messy. Blood and silk just don't mix. It would never come out."

Shifting  her gaze back to the would be robbers as Sophia invited her out for a drink. The blond certainly had a point about being questioned about what had transpired here. It was their job after all. So, she couldn't honestly fault them, however the last thing that she needed was to be caught committing yet another act of failed vigilantism. "You know, it has been a hell of a day so, why not," Madelyn answered. "Lead the way," the brunette added with a dazzling smile.

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[Sophia Blood]

❝ Pretty woman, walkin' down the street❞

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Sophia smiled again, tapping a slim finger on her bag. "The designer is a fan, so he didn't mind a personalised order. He doubled the price of course, but when you've already decided to buy a personally designed handbag from a professional it's a little silly to complain about the price."

Money was no object for Sophia, but she was smart enough to recognise that not everyone had quite as much disposable income as she did. This girl certainly wasn't a pauper, but nor did she look made of money, and the bag had been pricey even by Sophia's standards - not as expensive as the Cleopatra she'd left at home, but still a prohibitive expenditure for any normal person with concerns like rent, or a mortgage. "It's probably not been worth the investment though," she said airily. "A brick in the bottom of a normal handbag will do the job just as well, without needing any extra investment, and that little taser you have is already enough to put down any one attacker."

Sophia giggled a little and twirled, the long silk coat flaring around her hips. "I know, and it's such lovely silk as well. Why, if they'd actually damaged it I might've had to break more than just his nose." Her tone was no less light than it had been before, despite the grimness of the words; she wasn't lying after all, if the man had done damage that she couldn't simply reverse Sophia probably would've hurt him a lot more than was strictly necessary - Sophia didn't like people touching her things.

Sophia was a little surprised at the swift acceptance by the other woman. Madelyn didn't strike her as much of a trouble maker at first glance. "This way," she said, turning to walk out of the alley.

As soon as her back was turned and Madelyn couldn't see her face anymore, a wicked smirk spread across Sophia's lips. An innocent looking cherub who'd come to the aid of a woman in need, yet didn't hesitate to duck and run before the police showed up? Oh, Sophia was going to have some fun with this.

She'd only just left the alleyway when she froze, before turning - a little embarassed - to her would-be rescuer. "So Madelyn, are you from around here? I've visited San Francisco before, but this wasn't exactly the part of town I spent my time in so I don't know my way around."

The plea for Madelyn to take the lead went unstated, but was undoubtedly easy to recognise. 

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Tag Madelyn Green

Words: 424

Notes:

credit to Laura of Adox

[Madelyn Green]

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[attr="class","itdscroll"]As Sophia began to explain in greater detail how she came by the weaponized accessory, Madelyn couldn't help but to feel a bit envious. Sure, her father was well known in quite a few celebrity circles, but never so much so that he had ever felt comfortable asking for favors. Especially customized ones.  Maddy was more than a little curious as to what said price was as the brunette hadn't thought anything could possibly be outside Sophia's price range.  Which she knew to be an unfair assessment of a woman that she'd only just met. She was sure that even celebrities could be frugal at times. Living on her own had forced the teenager for the first time in her life to learn how to not only create a budget but stick to it. 


In hindsight, the extravagant expenditures that she used to embark upon with her little sister seemed frivolous and wasteful. The nineteen year old found herself wondering if Sophia was experiencing buyer's remorse when she questioned whether the accessory was worth the investment. As her mind often tended to do when topics such as this one was broached, the teen considered the practicality of slipping a brick into an ordinary handbag. Shaking her head she replied "I don't know. I'd like to think that it's a little more complex than that. I definitely think it would ring the death toll for weighted bags if everyone could just slip something heavy into their purse and call it a day. At the very least you'd have to have some form of covering to hold it into place so that it would just be sliding around freely in the bottom of your bag unless it only contained bricks and no other miscellaneous items. Of course then it would only be functional for defense ."

Madelyn studied the lustrous fabric as Sophia twirled resisting the urge to reach out and run her hands along the hemline to confirm her suspicions. Nodding her head in agreement she responded "Indeed it is. If I haven't missed my guess it looks like Crepe de Chine. If so, I think I might be inclined to crack a few skulls as well." As she followed along behind the blond, a faint voice in the back of Maddy's mind nattered away at her insisting that not waiting for the police was a bad call.  Reassuring herself that getting caught wbeing a vigilante which was for all intensive purposes illegal, was a much worse fate, the brunette quickly dismissed the protests.


Much to her surprise Sophia suddenly paused, prompting Maddy to come to an abrupt halt herself to avoid colliding with the blond. The sheepish expression on the older woman's face was adorable as she confessed that she wasn't altogether familiar with the area.  Smiling Madelyn answered "Yes, I'm from here.  For the most past. Not this part of town per se, but I work around here so I am familiar with the area. There's a bar called palm house a few blocks down. I've never been there before but I've heard good things. It's this way."

That said, Madelyn  took a few steps to the right waiting to see if Sophia will fall in step with her.

MEL @ ADOX

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