Re: Back at Home...
Melissa listens as Kelly speaks, fighting the reflexive urge to defend her father. Parker Robbins was about as far from perfect as men could get, but she'd also been a Daddy's Girl; no one could ever tell her he hadn't hung the moon. Still, Kelly is right about the things that he'd done to get where he was. The man who came home with ice cream and cookies and read her bedtime stories was /vastly/ different from the man who'd fought down a demon and murdered hundreds of men in cold-blood for money and power.
If her dad had become the Kingpin there would have been no end to the violence, the death, the bloodshed. Moreover, there might have been other angry young women and men trying to bring /him/ down the way she wanted to bring down Wilson Fisk. King was always a gateway to getting Fisk. Though she'd heard that Rose Red had succeeded in her bid to take New York, Melissa still didn't feel that the Kingpin had paid enough.
She nuzzles Kelly's neck, kissing at her jawline gently.
"You're right. I'm not ready to get rid of King yet; he's probably thinking that he's in the clear and no one can ever touch him, so he'll keep. The info on the Wild Pack seems solid and I'm not one to turn down good money for a good job. By the way...you are /so/ sexy when you get all analytical and philosophical." she says, moving to kiss Kelly's shoulder.
"Symkaria it is." she whispers, before kissing her fully on the lips.
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