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[herondale.]

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A soft chuckle made its way through Zeke's curved lips at Ghosts' response to him calling her a damsel. In fairness, he'd expected this form of response from her. From what he'd seen back in the clearing she was a fighter. There would be no rescuing 'fair maidens' in this world. It was a tough world that they had to live in now and the sooner he finally realised that the better. Right now it still seemed pretty unrealistic despite the stinging on the bridge of his nose and above his eyes - how one hit could deal so much pain was unbelievable - and it was almost like he expected to return home after all this. Now that was unbelievable.

Folding his arms over his chest, Zeke tilted his head a little to the side when Ghost asked where he'd come from. "Well, first I came from my mother then I moved to Arizona then I came here," he said with a mild sarcasm lilting his tone. He knew that his sarcastic nature could seriously irritate people but he just could not help himself. It was like an impulse.

Instead of asking where the girl had come from, Zeke found himself idly watching her as she seemed to be getting out an aray of weapons. He raised an eyebrow as she brought out a gun, a knife and a set of brass knuckles. Any one would think she was about to go into battle. He guessed that, hypothetically, they were in the midst of one. A silent one that only few knew of and most wished that they could leave it.

When then girl then said that she liked to be prepared, Zeke laughed and manouvered so that he was leaning against a tree. "I think that's an understatement," he replied with a slightly furrowed brow.

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Ghost nodded. "Arizona, huh? Little too hot there for my tastes." She ran the pad of her thumb along the one of the blades that were sticking out from her hand like a scary contraption. She snickered at his last comment. "Yeah ... I follow the motto Better be prepared than dead." Ghost scratched her chin gently with the tip of her blade, feeling the cool metal. It was surprisingly relaxing. Ghost pulled herself from that small trance she had slipped into. Don't do that, she chided herself. You don't know where hunters are. She gazed up at Zeke. "You can sit you know. I don't bite unbelievably hard." She gestured to an area across from her with her weaponized hand. "Does that hurt badly? I can try to find you something in my cabin."

[herondale.]

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Zeke shrugged a little when Ghost said that Arizona was a little hot for her. To be honest he missed the intense heat twentyfour-seven. He'd become so used to the climate that anything below would be freezing to him. He was just lucky that he acclimatised so quickly to new areas. He'd travelled pretty far to get where he was now despite the fact he'd only left home a few days ago. He was curious as to where the girl had come from but he shrugged away that thought with a quiet inard sigh.

Zeke idly glanced over his shoulder to gaze at the forest behind him. It was pretty silent now but he new how swiftly things could change. He was yet to have that drink and he noticed that his throat burned a little from the running with no water to make up for it. His eyes narrowed slightly when he heard Ghost mutter her motto and he tilted his head a little to the side. "How corny..." he muttered before smiling a little and adding, "but understandable."

Zeke's gaze drifted towards the trees once more as Ghost idly scratched her chin with the blade of her knife. The fact that the forest was so quiet had him feeling a little tense and his brow furrowed a little and he winced ever so slightly at the pain that sprouted from his nose when he did so. Damn daggers... he thought to himself with venom. Those hilts packed a nasty punch.

When he heard Ghost break the silence around them, Zeke lifted an eyebrow as he looked back at her then towards the area she was gesturing to. He guessed he may as well sit and, with a slight clearing of his throat, he moved towards the vacant area and sat down, crossing his legs beneath him. He then smirked a little when she said she didn't bite hard. "I think I'll be the one biting," he said, his lips curved into a sly smile. And he shook his head when she asked if his nose hurt. "No, I'll survive," he replied. It was both a lie and the truth. Weakness wasn't something he portrayed willingly.

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Ghost didn't miss a beat. "Yup. Corny is my middle name." She paused, realizing how possible that could be. She leaned her head against the tree for a second, staring at a deformed leaf. Suddenly, she sat straight up. She glanced around nervously, before commanding herself to calm down. She was still on high nerves from her encounter with the huntress. She leaned back leisurely, regaining her composure through much difficulty. "Yeah. Biting. I saw what damage you could do." Ghost smiled evilly. "I can do about that damage, and I'm not afraid to." She held her right hand up in the sunlight so her weapon glittered demonically in the sun.  "Hey, you positive? It's just Motrin man. It'll help it heal faster too. Takes the swelling down. You'll be able to use your sniffer faster." She said in a hopefully convincing voice. She pulled down the bloody moss from her eat and grimaced. "Gross. I didn't know I could bleed that much." She tossed it to the side a ways away before ripping a palm-sized hunk from the tree behind her. She pressed it back to the knife-nick. Ghost itched the back of her neck uncomfortably. She realized she probably looked like a disaster. She blinked a few times before she started to fix her hair and shoes. Doing so made her feel a little cleaner and a lot less stressed. It's amazing what a few seconds of finger-combing and tying your shoes could do. 

[herondale.]

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Zeke watched the girl in front of him with a slightly bemused expression. Zeke had never really met his kind. Sure, he'd heard about them but he'd never exactly talked face-to-face with one. But he guessed that anyone he'd talked to could've been a werewolf since they were incredibly secretive. Back at home he'd only just managed to completely conceal his wolfish sub-nature. There had been a few times when he'd been so close to being caught it had made him sick with worry. But, as always, everyone dismissed his weird ways as 'normal for a boy his age'. He shuddered at the 'birds-and-the-bees' talks that both his parents had given him.

When Ghost began to talk about his biting remark, Zeke laughed a little and rolled his eyes. To be honest, she was definately capable of doing damage. With the amount of weapons she was packing, Zeke would have to find some way of bribing one of those daggers off her. He hadn't been as prepared, guessing that his own wolf instincts and abilities would get him through despite how what he was facing was much more than himself alone.

On returning to the case of his injured nose, Zeke narrowed his eyes a little as he glanced at the girl in front of him. He heaved a sigh. "If it'll make you shut up about it, toss me some of the good stuff. After you've finished beautifying yourself of course," he replied in a dry tone, watching her run her fingers through her hair and clean her shoes. Why she was bothering, he understood too well. Afterall, he had just been trying to clean himself up in a river a few moments ago rather than having a drink.

[wildfire6]

Thanks for pming me *eye roll* could I get a recap/place to jump in?))

[EndlessFallingSnow]

{Sorry I haven't been on! Any suggestions on how to jump in?}

[~Everlasting~]

{Anyone who needs someone to talk to could come talk to Damon. I'll make a post for both of my characters later today.}

~|Kaiser Jay Dawson|~

Kaiser the hunter moved with long, swift strides through the forest. His feet hit the ground with little to no sound, like he had trained them to do. Being a hunter meant sneaking up on werewolves when they weren't looking. Moving with only the quietest of movements so you wouldn't give away your location. Striking at only the perfect moment so the attack would be clean and fatal. He had only been a hunter for three years, but he had learned the tricks of the trade quickly and performed them effectively. Already this year, he had taken down 3 werewolves.
Kaiser heard a quiet, whimpering noise coming from a few feet to the left of him. He pulled his switchblade out of his small bag and walked silently toward the sound. It only took a few moments to realize that the sound was coming from a woman, who seemed to be nursing a wound in the water. He could tell that she wasn't a werewolf immediately. He put his switchblade back into his bag and approached her slowly, crouching down to sit beside her. "Hi," he said awkwardly, running a hand through his hair. "What happened to you?"

//Damon Alexander Reid\\

Damon's favorite hiding place was a tree. Trees are almost like one-way mirrors. It's hard for anyone on the outside to see you because of its dense leaves and large limbs. But if you sit in the right spot, you can clearly see the world outside of the leaves. This is where he sat, safely hidden from the world. He had a full view of his area and could keep an eye out for any werewolves.
So far today, Damon hadn't had to move an inch. He had chosen his tree last night and hadn't had to move from it since. No werewolves had strode into his area just yet. And that was fine with him. He liked to sit back and relax for a change. He reached over to his backpack and took out his water bottle, taking a few sips from it. He then picked up his silver gun and looked it over, making sure it was loaded. Nothing had happened so far today. But this boring day could turn out to be an adventure.

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Ghost glared. "Yeah, just saying no another time would've made me shut up. And, umm... Don't ever say that. I'm not beutifying myself. You'd understand if you were a girl." She crossed her arms, her array of weapons glittering viciously. She suddenly smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry. Anti-social girl usually catches up with the nicer half of me." She itched her forehead, and slapped a mosquito away from her hand. Already, the wound was swelling up past a small, very flat nut size. She wrinkled her Jose and rubbed it gently, knowing scratching would just open the stab more. 

"Anyways, I'm gonna move to a different place. I don't like staying in one area for very long." She stole a sidelong glance at the trees and thankfully didn't see anything. "You're welcome to join me, but if you don't I don't mind either." She smiled slightly, and hoped it didn't look like a grimace. Ghost stood up and began to walk away, throwing one last look over her shoulder. "Oh, it was nice to meet you Zeke." 

As Ghost walked away, she rubbed her knife blade thoughtfully. Why am I hunted? she began to think. What did I do? I don't even remember. Her world was separate; different from others. She wasn't the person who could just say I did this, so they're coming after me, or I hate them because they're prejudiced. She had to guess and hope she wasn't a cold-blooded killer. 

[ Sorry Dallas! I was going to do it today. I went to a friend's house before I could PM you... You could meet up with Ghost if you want to. Recap: Ghost met Zeke, and they're talking. ]
[ it's fine PaintTheWind. Umm... Either Ghost or Damon I guess. ]

[wildfire6]

Lol, it's alright. I guess I'll run my werewolf into Ghost and find see who I can cause trouble for with my hunter))