every day a little sting

[wildkingdom]

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[matriarchate]

( (14) and (9) has Allison parrying the two blows. She tries to spin Monroe's arm so she drops one knife (17) and headbutts her to daze her (11) )

[positiveinfluence]

[The knife drops to the ground (10), and she tries to twist away to avoid the headbutt, but she's not fast enough (8). She stumbles backwards, taking a breath to try and regain her footing, before charging back in again (11, 14).]

[matriarchate]

( Allison barely sidesteps the remaining knife but Monroe's second blow lands (10) and she stumbles.

Spinning back, she sends her two knives up at Monroe's sole knife wielding arm (10) and (8) )

[positiveinfluence]

[The first blow lands with a small cry of pain (3), digging into her shoulder. She twists away to avoid the second, but she has to switch her knife to her off-hand as she tries to come back in again (19, 7).]

[matriarchate]

( (Nat 20) avoids swipe one and a reinvigorated (16) keeps Allison poised and serious while Monroe flails.

Jumping forward, she sends her elbow down on Monroe's head, but in the arc, the knife could also strike blood (2) )

[positiveinfluence]

[Monroe twists away (9), stumbling backwards. She can feel herself lagging, but she is nothing if not committed. She straightens and charges in one more time (9, 12), determined to land a blow if she can.

She will not concede. If Allison wants her gone, she'll have to take her off the board permanently.]

[matriarchate]

( Allison's (15) and (nat 20) dodge both blows and Allison is getting that there is only one way for this to end. )

I'm sorry for what the Anuk-lte took from you.

( She slices forward with her left hand (13) and brings her right back as she stabs downward toward her chest (8). )

[positiveinfluence]

[She dodges the first blow (14), but it's the final one that she can't avoid (1). The knife plunges down, sinks into flesh and Monroe flashes her a bloody smile as she stumbles back.

"Don't be. It gave me everything." She drops to her knees one hand supporting her on the ground. "And I'll still have the last laugh."

With that, she drops to the ground, and eventually goes still.]

[matriarchate]

( She lets go of the knife in Monroe's chest as her body falls.

Should it feel like a triumph? Because, all she feels right now -- is like they've lost so much.

She goes serious, looking to Cooper and to Malia. She drops her other knife. To Cooper. )

I need a phone.

[positiveinfluence]

[Coop nods patting down his pockets to find his, before passing it over to her. He then nods to Malia as he moves towards the nearest body.]

Help me get these in the car. We shouldn't leave them in the street.

[She makes a face, but nods as she agrees.]

[matriarchate]

( She has several calls to make. She calls Bela and says that Monroe is dead.

She gets Freya's number and places another call to get a casualty count - and to tell her Monroe is dead.

The only phone number she has memorized? Lydia's. )

[beanchaointe]

[Lydia normally wouldn't pick up numbers she doesn't recognize but given how scattered everyone is right now, she decides it's worth the risk of a robo call to answer it.]

Hello?

[matriarchate]

Lydia.

[beanchaointe]

Allison?

[Cora and Sam's heads both snap towards the name but Lydia ignores them for now, emotions warring between caution and relief.]

You're okay?

[matriarchate]

I'm -- I'm alive. And Monroe is not.

( She looks down at the crumpled, lifeless body of Tamara Monroe, someone she was never scared of. It's hard to believe this is a woman who did so much damage. )

[beanchaointe]

[Relief surges through her at that, not just that Allison is alive but the saga of Monroe is done. But Cora is watching closely, probably listening for news of her cousin and brother.]

What about Malia and Derek?

[matriarchate]

Malia's alive, too. She's right here. We needed Monroe to believe we were off the table. I don't know about Davina, but she met up with everyone else.

( She closes her eyes. )

Scott called you?

[beanchaointe]

[Lydia turns and nods to Cora, who sags in relief and immediately checks that no one called Peter. If they did, she will handle calling him off, but will also listen for news of Derek.]

He did. He said he convinced some of the hunters to leave, but he thought that we should know. You should call him.

[Because that's a conversation he and Allison should have, not Lydia playing middle man.]

Cora and I are on our way to New Orleans with the Winchesters. We should be there tomorrow morning.

[matriarchate]

Okay. I'm sorry. We had one chance at this.

( It paid off. )

See you when you get here.

[beanchaointe]

No, I get it.

[But it'll be good to see her with her own eyes all the same.]

See you soon.

[And with that, she will hang up and settle in for the long ride to New Orleans.]