Bloodlines

[Darren Liten]

Darren couldn't help but grin at the fact that she'd totally made sure he caught her lips instead of her cheek, and really, what guy wouldn't?  It was perfect, exactly what any smart guy would want.  That mind reading ability wasn't exactly a point of greatness, but he didn't have much to hide, and he didn't think about it all that often.  If he had, he might have considered the Purezza situation and Paris' opinion on that.  That fact that she knew about his vampire problem might have made him a little...uncomfortable?  Ashamed?  Purezza scared the hell out of him, mostly because there wasn't a damn thing he could do to stop her once she did that voice trick, and his first instinct was to be afraid of and stay the hell away from anything that could make prey out of him. 

"Currently, I'm just fine," he remarked to Paris' question, though his attention was being diverted by the two witches.  Mention of the Hollow and this mystery man showing up in there made him stop to think, and it was obvious to anyone watching him instead of the other two that he'd suddenly recognized the guy.  He had his phone out in another instant, but he hesitated long enough to judge whether he was going to have to drop the phone and jump Andrew's ass to give Danielle a chance to either escape or fight him off, or if he'd have time to call Ash.  Andrew may not have known it, but it wasn't only Ash that would jump in to help Danielle.  Darren was loyal to the triste, but he'd also kind of become fond of her after seeing her in the Hollow so often.  Besides, Ash had been through enough.  He didn't need to deal with losing Danielle.

"He's your cousin?" he asked, even as he hit the speed dial for the Hollow on his phone, rather disgusted in the family situation Danielle had.  His own cousin would risk his life to keep family safe, and hers was going to threaten her.  Nice guy, there.  "Ash, I'm at the Mojo Lounge with Danielle.  It's an emergency, you need to get over here fast."

A second later, the triste had hung up the phone, which wasn't a surprise at all.  Ash's phone manners varied depending on a a number of factors, and Darren was used to it.  Ash wouldn't be long.

[Paris Black]

"What in the hell!" she exclaimed, coming over the counter - which would be a bad idea, since she was the mortal in this trio, although if someone had harmed her they'd have Aristide to worry about. "Dayng, Danielle, wut the hell kinda family problems y'all got?" she asked, slack-jawed as she surveyed her hand.

"I seen summat like that 'fore," she said, pointing to it. "Heh, we had to go see a witch doctor for it. Ain't no regular medicine helpin' that one." She reached around and bumped Darren lightly, giving Danielle some space.

"I couldn't read his head, Danielle, or I'da warned ya. Sorry," she said sheepishly.