Vindice makes ready for an assignation.
(Written for forthegothicheroine's prompt: "Vindici if the Duke and his family were vampires.")
A podfic of "Pack Mentality"
Five lone wolves do not make a pack. Unless they do.
Nectar and milk flow freely, and the wedding dances are wild.
"It's Karen," she says hopelessly in the middle of his doorway like he wouldn't know her a thousand other ways. The whiff of perfume on her, Viktor & Rolf Flowerbomb trapped underneath a thick smear of booze, or the sound of her shoes on the hard tile floor. She's drunk already; her breathing is faint and thready. Her face is too hot.
Ransom gets out of jail. Marta's not so happy about it.
The love of Sander's life still manages to surprise him.
Luke's intentions toward his nephew have been misinterpreted, and maybe this is a mercy.
A physics accident results in Tony disappearing and his very annoying, very zitty teenage counterpart appearing. Rhodey gets stuck with babysitting.
Alone, Oswald considers Jim Gordon and his ethics.