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[LAnA LOUISE SINCLAIRE]

It seemed that Lana can't get her unusually glistening nose out of trouble, even though trouble stepped on the wrong part of town. Lana had reason to be fumed, to be vengeful. The girl that she went through high school with, not only back in freshmen year in Detroit and in senior year in New York, but fought by her side as her best friend for years. She was dead Cascia Blooms was dead, and also - she was one of Lana's charges. The heavens were going to be fucking pissed at her for letting this happen, aparrently being an independent arch angel was hitting a glitch when this happened. But right now she couldn't care what they were going to do about it, she only cared about what she was going to do about it. Some good old fashioned vengence fairy style. Her girl was gone, and luckily when she got Daniel to cloak them at the crime scene, she found a medallion directing her to no where but - China Town. Let the party begin! Well, kind of a party at least. It was a wrong party, Lana was seriously believing that Cas might have just gotten that medallion when she was in the gift store in China Town because Lana seemed to have just caused shit for herself. Whoever killed Cas used a switch blade, but these vamps she had ran into - they were using swords. Great going Lana!

She couldn't go now. Would have loved too, but there is that little thing where she leaves and these vamps are still around, and lethal. So she unfortunately had to waste time with these guys now, she is now declared the worst detective in the world. Lana grunted. The slashing of the sword through the wind whistled as Lana did a backflip in the air, landing on the ground. This sucked right now guys, like really. She can't go a decade without swords and slashes? Why do vampires even have swords. Grunting, she rolled across the ground as another slash came, but this time Lana shot up after the roll and drove her knee up high into one of the vamps faces, throwing them off as they stumbled backwards and she landed. staring them down, Lana then looked from that vamp to around her. Four ninjas circled her, like expert killers. Um, gulp! She looked around her and wondered, just how many times she was going to get cut, slashed or stabbed tonight. "This is really how you want to play this? Guys, you know who I am right? The Fairy Godmother? The Angel? Okay, how about an Evans? That scare you?". It really, really didn't. Lana had one of them charge at her from behind as she errupted into a pink and white light cloud, the blade rushing through it as she appeared behind the vampire. She sent a hard kick into its back as the vamp fell forwards, the sword skidding across the ground as she spun at the sound of another. The sword slashed down at her as she palmed it away, a ribon of blood coming from her palm as she swipped her foot up and kick the sword out of the ninjas hand. Sending an upper cut up, she punched the vamp up the face and spun and kicked it across the chest, flipping it to the ground. This was working out okay, and her hand had already healed.

Lana grabbed the sword off of the ground, but then felt a hard kick across her face as her head whipped to the side. Hitting an angel, evil will never learn. Both hands on the sword, she swung it hard and decapitated the opposing vamp. A demonic scream errupted from it as it burst into dust, falling to the ground as she spun around once again. Swinging the sword, she heard the sound of colliding metal as she hit a sword, having a duel against one of the vamps. Sadly, Lana really sucks with sword and felt the sword enter her shoulder. She grunted in pain as she stomped on the vampire's middle, it backing off and leaving the sword in her arm. "Son of a -". Ripping the sword out, she now had two. Pink light emulated from the wound as she felt it heal, and then felt a flying kick from behind. Hitting her, Lana fell face forwards onto the ground. Okay, this was turning south pretty quickly. She spun onto her back, sweeping her leg across the ground as she tried to kick one vamps legs out from under it but it jumped over, stomping down on her hip as she grunted. Maybe even angels need help sometimes.

[Breanna Adele Johnson]

There were days when fieldtrips bored the hell out of you. The one in Chinatown had done just that and Bree had wandered off away from her group to get a little air and maybe do a little Christmas shopping. She had a variety of bags and such and had gotten a variety of exotic gifts for folks when she rounded a corner and saw it.

A fight with someone who glimmered with pink light and...vampiric ninjas? Was she seeing this crap right? Vampiric ninjas in Chinatown. Setting her bags down she didn't wait for them to acknowledge her she lept into action. Lashing out with energy she formed a stake and shoved it into one guys lung. He turned and smirked trying to slash at her with his claws. "You missed the heart." he quipped.

"Oh sorry, here you go!" she said as she ripped out the energy stake and shoved it where it needed to go. Dusting one vamp out of the several. "I got these, Miss. You can go home now its not safe for you." she called as she energy ported and watched as two vamps crashed into each other and tried to get her. Too late she realized there was a vamp beside her and he slashed at her arm drawing blood. "Darn it! I liked that sweater!" she yelled as she hissed in pain and tried to kick the vamp in the shins. He stumbled and she followed through with an energy blast to his face that had him howling in pain. It was clear that Bree was not used to running into other supernaturals as she watched Lana go back into action, "Holy crap. Sorry about ordering you about. I thought you were just a regular tourist." she called as they faced the very pissed off and angry vamps. Taking a moment she used a bit of energy to pile her hair in a high pony tail and narrowed her eyes with concentration. Holding her hand out in a fan formation she unleashed a wave designed to knock the vamps off their feet in the hopes that it would give Lana a chance to act.