Modern fantasy vampirey magic whatever rp

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(okay, in brief: The setting is thus. Vampires have just come out to the world, and a fair few of them aren't very happy about it.
There are other supernaturals about, and magic users too, they may or may not be happy about this revelation either.
Setting is London, because screw america centric rps bwhahahah.

Asher Delacroix is a vampire, he has a decent following on Youtube where he posts Vlogs about life as a member of the undead and answers people's questions about his condition. While he wasn't responsible for the outing of vampires, he was one of the earliest British vampires to come out as one publicly.

There are "Enforcers", a vampire police force who till now have been trying to keep the knowledge of the supernatural out of the public eye.

There are werewolves, there's mages/witches, there's ghosts and fae and anything else you want, go for it.)

"O-office..all legal though...n-no guns." She mumbled her eyes glassy as trails of sweat drip down her skin. She shivered violently as she spoke so at this point her words were through clattering teeth.

"We have to break this fever, what have you got around here that might be able to help sever this link?" Mitchell got up and examined the shelves.

Asher came back with water with ice cubes floating in it. "H.. here." He offered the glass.

"I..I am not that far in training to know.." With shaking hands she took the glass, and was barely able to sit up while slowly drinking it down before the ice water lost it coolness.

Mitchell wracked his brain for any occult knowledge, but really, witch stuff wasn't his area of expertise, and he dealt mostly in apotropaics, not healing. "Weapons.." He decided, weapons he could wrap his head around.
"Hey kid? You any good in a fight?"

Asher shook his head.

"Yeah didn't think so. Listen, take a club, swing okay? Like cricket... or baseball."
He tossed a club at Asher who caught it awkwardly.

"You think they're going to attack?" He asked.

"Yep, I mean I would. Shit hits the fan, get her somewhere packed with mortals. They won't attack. Hell, get her to a fucking hospital. They won't be able to help but there's no way these hunters will attack a hospital."

Lola weakly put the glass on the coffee table barely listening at this point as she return back into ball mode. Of course if they went info her personal book collection they would find the numbers of each of the local coven leaders.

That if they search.

"We can't just sit here all night waiting for an attack and hoping she'll be okay!" Asher insisted. "There has to be something we can do!"

Mitchell shrugged. "Not my area of expertise. I deal with vampires, demons, that kind of thing. Not witches."

Asher looked around the room, worrying and thinking. "We need another witch."

"B-book..office.." She mumbled, almost delirously, she heavily panted while more or less passing out on the couch offically.

Asher eased her onto the sofa so she wouldn't fall onto the floor and went to get the book from the office.
"How are we meant to know who to call??" He fretted.

"Oh just dial the first number and work your way down. And dial fast." He positioned himself in the doorway, watching the street outside warily. "They'll get her soon enough."

Luckily for them there was names, first names but names at least. And symbols of sorts by each one, sculls to snakes.

Asher had no idea what the symbols meant. Skulls for necromancers maybe? He went through the names, trying to see if he recognised any from that night.

There was one Ellan and one Arthur on the list, the arthur one had a stick man with a knife through the heart and two letters beside which probably meant "LAST RESORT". Ellen had a simple scull beside hears.

Well, given the symbols, he opted to call Ellen first.

A annoyed female voice would shortly answer, "Yea? Lola what is it?" She hissed, obviously was asleep a few seconds ago.

"Oh, Ellen yes? We need your help." He spoke quickly, keeping his voice low. "They've gotten through the wards, Lola's unconscious, please.. help." He sounded pretty desperate.

"Ugh.." She mumbled, "I'll have someone there shortly, should I prepare a Guess room of sorts?" She said dryly, seeming to be speaking to a female in the background in the middle of all this.

"S.. sure, I don't know. Just.. hurry. " He glanced to Lola's prone form, fretting.

"I have a car heading your way, I will assume you amd the other vampire will be coming correct?" She shuffled to get a robe on.

"uh.. yes, yes we won't leave her." He was a little wary about trusting this woman but to be honest, what choice did they have? Lola was out cold, she couldn't give advice.
"thank you!"

"Don't thank me yet." She sighed, hanging up for now. It wasnt long after that a black SUV would park infront of the building. A well dress man would enter with this monotone look on his face, "lady Ellen sent me." He simply commented.

Asher looked to Mitchell. Mitchell just shrugged and hefted his bag onto his back. He kept a hold of the bat.
"bring the girl then." He told Asher.
Asher picked her up awkwardly, carrying a grown woman wasn't exactly easy even when you were relatively strong.

"Lola?" He tried to rouse her.

"Meh.." She mumbled, barely twitching. The driver sighed and walked over in a few strides offering to carry the female for Asher. "There is more water plus a herbal remedy in the back to help try to break the fever."

Asher pocketed the notebook with the numbers and wouldn't let the guy carry Lola, he just felt a lot better being the one taking care of her. He didn't really know if they could trust these people.

Mitchell strolled on ahead and got into the SUV quite calmly. Asher followed hastily with Lola. "What's in the herbal remedy?" He asked.

*going to assume Asher was smart and grabbed her bag*

As the driver started to drive off once everyone was in he rattled off a list of healing herbs and a couple of magical ones, "While the misteress focuses mainly in the death arts her healing skills are respected." He commented.

Lola would twitch here and there but over all she was out cold.

*totally grabbed her bag*

Asher looked worried, he didn't much like the idea of giving Lola random herbs but what other option did they have? He hesitated.

Mitchell meanwhile, took the herbal remedy and told Asher to tilt her head so he could pour a bit down her throat.

She gave this weak struggle before giving up, her body was pratically a rag doll that felt like it was on fire at this point.

The driver would take random turms, making sure anyone who was following wouldnt be for long, he causally also put on some japanese country while at it.

Okay, weird musical choice. Asher was a little too distracted trying to make sure Lola was still breathing.
Mitchell continued to try to syringe tea into her mouth but gave up after a while. Nope, unconscious people really didn't want tea.

A little did make it down though, and her fever did go down slightly. While she was still breathing it was labored. Soon the SUV came to a park in a mansion driveway. The driver went to open their doors and guide them into the house.

Ellen would be in a bath robe waiting for them with a giant mug of coffee, she would invite the vampires in and lead them to the guest room.