Siren Song On Dark Shores

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"I see you are the lady here," she starts softly, almost conversationally, as she moves around the table toward me. Her voice goes up at the end though, as if inviting me to correct her. Kind of, in that I am Lucien's, and he is the leader of the vampires. And also maybe in that I am their witch. The only one they've had in a while - if ever. I start to give a little sideways nod in front of these three new vampires, uncomfortable with all of this attention, and what is already beginning to feel like a challenge. What I have are a set of request/spells that my Goddess grants me to help my friends. They are her powers and I'm still figuring out how and where to use them properly. She lunges at me in an instant, and then I'm sitting down on the floor with my ears ringing like I've been on the inside of a marching band's snare drum for the entire parade. I missed the intervening action, but then, I sort of expected to; I'm only a mere mortal. What is surprising is that I'm alive and mostly unhurt. I haven't moved far; my chair still stands behind me, but turned slightly like I bumped one leg. I get up and my rear end is doing that numb ache like fingernails on a chalkboard. I must have jarred my tailbone a bit. Other than that I'm fine. As my head clears the edge of the desk, I look around the room for the lady vampire. There is a white mist - no... dust in the air, and the vampire woman is rising from a partially crouched position from within the far wall by the fireplace. She's been... embedded in it by a few inches. She's plowed right through the drywall, and broken a couple of the two-by-fours framing the wall. Ouch, those would have left some bruises, I'd think. It's an outside wall, so I guess the stonework on the outside of the building stopped her. There is more plaster dust on her shoulders and falling thickly from her hair; it must have exploded with the force at which she hit it. Her eyebrows and eyelashes are coated. She looks like she's been iced, but judg