Marv walks out of the bedroom, stretching in her combat gear. Arioch watched her curves press against the black tee and her cargo pants, her hair was slicked back into a ponytail and she was fitting guns into her holster.
"You are not coming with" Arioch grabbed a gun with wooden bullets. "and guns? Marv, we are dealing with vampires, not your local criminals," he said as he strapped the gun in a holster on his hip.
Marv rolled her eyes. "Firstly, yes, I am coming with you. I am not sitting at home like some doting wife," she said with much attitude. "Secondly, the guns are too slow them down and thirdly, it's not like you are giving out wooden bullets," she accused him with hands on her hips.
"Because I don't want you to come," Arioch exhaled, grabbing his keys and moving towards the door.
Marv moved in front of Arioch. "either you take me with you or I find you" She looked up at him towering over her. "and you know, I will find you"
