The Wolf in the Sheep's Pen(open)

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There was a young woman in a cafe sipping away casually at her drink. Her hair was raven black, skin pale, and her make up well done. She looked like she might be waiting for a business associate with the get up she had, a fancy white blouse with sharp black slacks. But truth was, the woman just liked dressing like this. Sipping so casually on her italian soda that she was, one might not realize that she had come from another world entirely.

But she enjoyed the little luxuries this world offered. Her past life hadn’t had nearly anything this tasty. Believe it or not, the blood of your enemies apparently wasn’t the best beverage available.

The woman’s name was Calibe in this world, but she always insisted that her friends call her by what she’d always consider her real name to be- Capone.