Ok, after a little sleep, some comments...

I couldn't help but have the odd image in my head of what Vlad would look like with the climate control field on through a FLIR. :)

'Jizz-fusion'? <snort> I don't know if I have a harder time with the phrase itself or the idea of Dorothy saying it.

I downloaded a copy of 'To Be Alive Again' after you posted the lyrics, which interested me enough to pick up Arrival a few days later, my mind has now permenantly associated 'We Will Meet Again' to the scene of Utena's toast to Anthy, specifically:

And if she were standing in a crowd
She'd be the one that I would find among the faces
And if the music was too loud
It'd be her voice that I would hear
Above it all (we will meet again)

It probably was helped that it had become my favorite song on the disc, and I've been playing it constantly since I picked it up, but it still fits to me.

Was curious if Dorothy has any interest in actually joining the IDS? It's not like she isn't more or less always there anyway, but is it something that she'd have any interest in, or is that a 'shut up and wait' kind of thing?

And semi-related:

Dorothy stood and considered the situation for a few moments.
She felt curiously uneasy, for some reason. She'd never been in any
danger; she was utterly immune to chemical intoxicants, after all, and
possessed enough strength to ruin entirely the day of any human who
tried to take anything from her by force. Nevertheless, she felt
almost... almost frightened. Not so much by the encounter itself, as
by the thought of what could have happened had she been someone else.
One of these others, the Torontonian girls, high schoolers and college
coeds, in their combat boots and bangles, laughing and joking.

Kaitlyn, at least, would have the sense not to drink anything
a guy like that handed her, and she could do a fair bit of remodeling
-herself- on anyone who tried it rough... but these other girls hadn't
been brought up by a master martial artist and an honorary Valkyrie.
They were so defenseless in a situation like that...

For varying reasons which haven't quite solidified in my head yet, I really liked this bit of insight inside Dorothy's head. Feels like the seeds of further purpose in her life, but I won't specualte beyond that. I also like how she handled the situation, though at this point I'm past trying to guess if it's going to turn around and bite her. I certainly hope not, but the drama decides...

"Th-th-thanks f-for c-c-c-coming," Kate said as she drove toward Boston.
"I-it's r-r-really k-k-kind of a b-b-b-bummer, b-being a-all al-l-lone in
P-P-Paris... "

And how. I wish her a far better time than the four days I spent there more or less alone, and await that tale with guarded anticipation. As always, a great read.

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"saaaausaaaage... "
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Chad Collier
Digital Bitch
J. Random VFX Company