ʜᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ | ᴏ/ᴀ

[amarok.]

Blair Strong I Werewolf I Fighter I Tags; Open
She let the phone ring three times before she hung up, a sinking feeling in her chest already beginning to emerge as she considered all of the things that could have befallen the sole other fighter of the pack.
The pack was shrinking fast and it didn't look like anything they did to protect themselves was going to work.
Gritting her teeth with the effort, she forced herself to shift and broke into an exhausted half-run towards the pack's headquarters, head swimming with fatigue. It was over a mile away, through snow slush and rough woodland, but she eventually covered the distance and burst into the house, shifting and then shouting as she came through the door.
"Hunter!"

(Is this dying? Oh lawd, I hope not >.<)

[L U C I F E R]

☆|Aspat Hawking|☆|Male|☆
☆|Single|☆|Werewolf Hunter|☆
☆|Tags:Open|☆

Aspat lay sprawled on the forest floor, unaware of his surroundings and vulnerable spot. Some kind of fever had racked his body. His head was pounding, his skull squeezing his brain like it was too big to fit. His heart raced and strained at his ribs like a riled dig on a leash. He was unconscious and alone in a forest of wolves and something wasn't quite right.

☆|Emery Castellanos|☆|Male|☆
☆|Widower|☆|Werewolf|☆|Scout|☆
☆|Tags: Jason|☆

Emery nodded and took the cloth, holding it tentively by a clean spot and walking back outside and depositing it onto the smouldering pile. He sighed and then headed pit into the forest. Through the reek of smoke he smelt something. Blood. Fresh. He partially shifted, eues blazing and wolf-like, claws protruding from his nails and fangs replacing human teeth. It was a skill hed taken years to master and when he spotted Benji, he was wished hed taught t to more wolves.
Benji was sprawled in the natural debris of dead leaves and sticks. The smell was awfully strong and it stemmed from a pool of blood that flowed from and pooled around his head. Emery shuddered and felt sick to his stomach. He swiftly headed back and found Jason.
"Benji...Benji's dead." He breathed.

[littlewolf5000]

✦ 𝓚𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓷 ✦

{ Species } Blade { Role } Agent { Tags} Alistair. D'arc { Crush } open

The words ford had spoken seemingly drowned out as i saw out of the corner of my eye the faint trickle of coffee spilling out of the paper cup and onto the leaders hand seemingly calm and peaceful but that didn't matter as i let my gaze trail up to D'arc's then to where he was looking and there i saw the doctor that had rushed Alistair back with the nurses upon our arrival, his face well hiding any emotion as he was trained to do, but his eyes - window to the soul they where screamed the message. Saying nothing as i wordlessly turned away from the highly trained male i closed my eyes and bit my lip, the words that he chimed eerily calmly confirming my suspsions and causing my heart to shatter damn it klein" I cursed in a breathy whisper. Eyes closing tighter as i heard both his, and D'arcs departing footsteps to the room he would repeat the devistating news supposivly seperating us from the rest of the rest of the families incase we lost our cool i shook my head, remaining where i was as i ignored the nurses cautisouly approaching, softy asking if i were okay. I finally reopened my gaze and walked, not going terribly far but out of the death ridden hospital all the same only stopping by one of the pillars that held the hospital up, keeping it from crumbling to the ground and leaned against the stone structure, pulling my hood over my head and running a hand over my face. A few minutes passed and i felt a few of the tears stinging my eyes swiftly make their way down my face before somewhat calming myself, at least enough to catch the last part of Fords statement which was laced with a seemingly begging tone, one that would typically cause a smile to line my face but currently only made more tears fall as i took a shaky breath and lifted my hand to the button "Just.. don't get yourself hurt ford, and hurry back, the towns people will be waking up soon, stay safe" I instructed before releasing it and letting my body slide down the pillar and to the ground where i brought my knees to my chest and awaited D'arc so we could get the hell out of here.

↩ 𝓐𝓭𝓪𝓶 𝓗𝓪𝓵𝓮 ↪

{ Species } Werewolf { Role } Fighter { Tags } Blair, Aspat{ Crush } Open
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The sound of the blood soaked hunter stumbling towards me echoed in my ears, which remained pinned against my crainia and caused a bone chilling snarl to leave my jowls though didn't dare give away my position within the shrubbery. Eyes darting in every direction as i listened to his pattern i narrowed my eyes his scent was strong, but it wasn't normal - not for a human, he carried many scents on him, Blake, Benji, Blair and his own it didn't take a genius to figure out this was the one who surely had to be the mass murderer that had taken down over half the pack, nor that Blair must have tried to fight him off herself but even with these factors in mind I couldn't figure out why he smelt off even injured it wouldn't give off this..oder. Giving a fusterated snarl i shook my head, what could it be? there was no metallic scent, which meant no stab wounds, no gunshots no tranqulizers nor any herb scents that would indicate poisioning What was i missing?! the nearly dead silent forest didn't help most would think silence would be the key to fig~ wait, it really is silent. Suddenly haulting everything i lifted my head, standing to my full height as my ears lurched to the front of my head, searching silently for the targets footsteps, his scent was still nauseatingly overwhelming so he was here, but where?. Feeling my hackles raise along my nape i snorted and crouched lowly to the ground before creeping forward, each step thought out and calculated until my head poked out of the bushes and twigs i had used as cover eyes nearly dead as i spotted the downed male mere paces from where i stood still and lifeless. Furring my brows i emited a strong bark and snapped my jaws near his head testing him trying to figure out if this was a act or a distraction for a ambush. Quickly looking around with a narrowed gaze i came to the conclusion he was alone, stupid, but alone, Returning my gaze to him i emerged fully and towered over the bastard his heartbeat was faint, but there -unfortunately, shaking out my pelt as i nudged him before quickly jumping back i studied him looking him over before my gaze landed upon his poorly bandaged arm one that wreaked with Blair's scent she got a hi- [removed] My gaze widen and mouth slightly parted as i looked from him, to the pack house, and back again as i angerily slashed a massive paw at the dirt by his throat everything - everything screaming to kill him to give him the slow painful death he deserved but the small part of conscious my wolf had taken over stated if i did that it would bring danger to the pack, letting him live, would bring danger to the pack. Shaking my head as i snapped my jaws once more and cursed beneith my breath i scoffed knowing what had to be done as i lowered my maw towards his frame parting my jaws just enough to wrap amungst the humans throat before i hauled him up with ease, nose wrinkling with disgust while i looked down at him, ears pinned as i fought the urge to snap his neck battling myself as i turned and carried him towards the pack house, limp in my grasp as he dangled like a jaguar carried its prey into the branches of the trees we had no option, this was a bad situation, and the only solution i could come up with - until Sky woke up was to keep him in the basement, it was the right call..right?

[amarok.]

Adrian D'Arc I Human I Blade Team Leader I Tags; Kat
He navigated the corridors easily, to the disconcertion of the nurse still dogging him, but nothing could have prepared him the sight that meg him when he finally emerged from the warren of a building.
Wordlessly, D'Arc slid down to the ground beside her, crossing his left leg over the other, the way he always did, in a broken attempt at looking whole. His teammate's - his closest friend's - pain hurt more him more than his own ever could. And he knew there was nothing he could say that could fix it. That hurt every bit as much as the grief tearing the pair of them apart. But he had something to say, whether it would help or not, and every word made the old D'Arc wince.
"Kat," he began, swallowing tears. "Kat."
Gritting his teeth until his voice was some semblance of normal, he fought the urge to cry onto her shoulder and instead took her hand. Squeezed it gently, like he had in the car. Something that, a week ago, he wouldn't have dared to do.
"Listen to me."
He didn't swear. He didn't make promises. He knew it was downright unprofessional. But today, he did both.
"We're going to catch the m~ f~ who did this. And when we do, we're going to make damn well sure she spends the rest of her life on a metal table in the darkest, coldest lab there is. I swear to god, Kat. We're going to call in, get reinforcements, and we're going to catch her. I promise. We'll get her. If it's the last thing I do."

Jason Loen I Werewolf I Medic I Tahs; Emery, Blair
He dropped the spent hemopure bag onto the floor when the scout - ever so calmly - broke the news.
His best friend. His partner. Gone.
And the loss of one the toughest old fighters in the pack. Just when they would need them the most.
He left the blood on the floor, automatically forcing himself to carry on as he was while he tried to compute the new heartbreak, lips already poised to say whatever first came to mind. Until a plump figure with ombré hair burst in, seconds after him, with a warning scream and the assertion that she had to sees Skylar. Immediately.
He unsteadily stepped aside, letting Blair's gaze fall onto the broken Beta. Eyes wide, his packmate broke into tears and spilled the story between sobs. And his heart stopped. Blake, the kid he'd spent the last two years helping to raise, was gone too.
It couldn't be.
She was hiding in the closet, underneath his scrubs, ready to burst out and frighten Emmelene at any moment, or perched on his workbench, ready to reel off the list of stuff she'd done at school while he tried (in vain) to finish whatever paperwork he had at hand.
He gritted his teeth.
"Where's the hunter now?"
He waited, almost patiently, as Blair recounted the attack again, flashing concerned looks at Emery as he processed the gist of it, and set his jaw. This wasn't his job. And everybody at all equipped to deal with it was dead, dying or had run away in the night.
"Oh god... What do we do? Emery, what the hell are we supposed to do?" He paused to steady himself on his workbench. "Where's Adam?"
The answer didn't help his rising panic.

Blair Strong I Werewolf I Fighter I Tags; Emery, Jason
"He's gone after him! The hunter! Adam's gone after the hunter!"
"On his own!?" Jason wasn't doing a good job of disguising his hysterics. She could read him like a book.
Neither was she.
"What was I supposed to do? I got stabbed!"
"Go after him!"
She snarled angrily in response and stomped a foot on the ground in blind fury. "This sonnova- he's already beaten the crap outta me once! I was scared!" She shut her eyes. "I was scared, Jason! Emery, back me up here! Com'on!"
This would never have happened when the Alphas were alive.
The alphaess would have wrapped her in a liquorice-scented hug and told her, in her nasal scandi accent, that everything would be okay. The alpha would have drafted a battle plan. And the beta - Skylar or Mark, she didn't care which - would have led the attack, and taken the threat down, before it could do any more damage.
Well, those days were over. She mopped at her face and backed out of the room before she lost it completely.


(I'm going to leave Theo for a few posts, I think, Little. Not entirely sure what to write.)

[L U C I F E R]

☆|Aspat Hawking|☆|Male|☆
☆|Single|☆|Werewolf Hunter|☆
☆|Tags: Open|☆

Asoat remained unconscious. He was unaware of what was occurring as he fought a war with a wolf in his head. It was like a losing battle as this subconscious wolf pinned him down, jaws snapping at his throat. His real body flinched slightly and his heart beat quickened.

☆|Emery Castellanos|☆|Male|☆
☆|Widower|☆|Werewolf|☆|Scout|☆
☆|Tags: Jason, Blair|☆

Emery could see a desperate sadness in Jason's face, could feel it emanating from Blair as she recounted the story, tears staining her cheeks. He became tense, angered. What if this was the same hunter who had murdered his dear Jess?

Emery clearly stiffened and his face contorted into a furious snarl as he played out finding his wife over and over again in his head. He closed his eyes but then opened them quickly.

"I smell him." He said as Apsat was brought closer to the house...

[yeena]

DANNY • WEREWOLF MEDIC • TAGGED; Jason/Emery

xxxxThe news was quite a shock to him, literally. He felt his whole body go rigid with tension; more members dead. Danny was perched off to the side, standing straight with his arms crossed loosely across his chest. There was a faint, dragging feeling down at the bottom of his gut as he looked down at his feet in a form of silent mourning for Benji and Blake. It wasn't long before he was turning his head back up and pushing away from his current resting place. As much as the medic wanted to break down and go into uncontrollable hysterics over the fallen ones, it would surely break his position. As one of the healers, he had to keep a calm air in extremely rough situations like these- that's why he had chosen this branch. Alternatively, he sniffled and rubbed at his nose with his hand before adjusting his glasses on his face.
xxDanny opened his mouth to speak before picking up on Emery's comment. Smell him? It took the man a moment before he was taking a deep breath and raising one hand carefully. "What you're supposed to do is calm down and be the professional one in this situation." he grit out, casting a darkened gaze at Jason. "Stressing Blair out more, especially while she's wounded, isn't going to help make this any better." Danny lowered his hand slowly back down to his side, turning and looking at Emery. "I'd like to politely request that you sit down, Emery. There's too many injured people as is and I'd prefer you not add to the count somehow." Danny kept his tone as level as possible without sounding too hostile, eyes switching between Emery and Jason around him. "Now please, for the love of this pack, keep your bearings. This is definitely a pair of heavy losses but, in the end, I'd prefer to keep everyone else alive for as long as possible. Benji wouldn't want to watch you all crumble and Blake- we were the last home for Blake. Don't let either of them down by doing this."
xxxxDanny took a cautious step back, tension settling down deeply into his bones as he gave a narrowed glance around once again. As much as it hurt him to act like he didn't care deeply about the recent causalities, he knew when it was appropriate to express emotions and when it wasn't. Exhaling deeply, he tilted his chin up a little and cleared out his head while awaiting a response from either of the other men in the room with him. He was hoping, however, that both of them would clean their selves up and make this a little easier for everyone.

[littlewolf5000]

✦ 𝓚𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓷 ✦

{ Species } Blade { Role } Agent { Tags} Alistair. D'arc { Crush } open

I had been replaying the last conversation i had with Alistair over and over again in my head, the way i yelled at him when he first joined up with us and the way he took one for the team and agreed to be my model at the store, all the fun we had doing it all the laughter that filled the store so much that the clerks watched us as if we were insane - and now.. he was gone he wasn't coming home with us. My mind had been so busy remembering, mourning that i hadn't even realized D'arc had come out of the hospital finally, still ushered by the nurses until he sat beside me though, even then i hardly acknowledged him, i was awear it was unprofessional - letting my guard down so low especially with the knowledge the beasts could be anywhere but it wasn't something i could control at the moment i was numb, uncaring. Only being brought directly to his attention when i heard him say my name and his hand wrapped around mine, I continued staring at the cold, wet ground as i wiped the tears from my cheeks, i hated being seen as weak - especially to D'arc he was one of the best the blades had, everyone knew that. Finally looking at him as i heard his voice stabilize eyes nearly numb yet shattered at the same time i listened to Rein as he said the two words i had only heard him say a few times, enough to count on one hand and that was all i needed as more tears strode down my face and i nodded my head as my eyes closed saying nothing as i laid my head on his shoulder, i wasn't even sure myself i comperhended most of my current actions as my mind clouded like a eerie foggy night simply sitting with him in respectful silence, not for us, but for Alistair
After some time passed and my eyes seemingly had no more tears to give i staired dead ahead knees still to my chest before speaking in a horse, near whispering voice "I - I told ford to meet us at the cabin, I didn't want him out when the towns people woke up. He should be there now" I informed finally, speaking the only words i had since he first exited the hospital

↩ 𝓐𝓭𝓪𝓶 𝓗𝓪𝓵𝓮 ↪

{ Species } Werewolf { Role } Fighter { Tags } Blair, Aspat{ Crush } Open
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It hadn't taken long for me - us to reach the pack house maybe a couple minutes at the most despite my slim caustion for the male in my mouth ensuring i didn't actually kill him on the journey gait even and powerful as i neared the building, though it slowed as the strong nearly overwhelming aura of tension hit me not even on the deck yet. Narrowing my gaze with a low growl i let my ears fold back 'they better not have killed each other' i growled lowly to myself as i jumped up the stairs landing before the door with the limp male dragging on the floor eyeing him with pure disgust for a moments time before scoffing and dropping him promptly on the wooden slab, ensuring he was still out and unable to do anything else stupid enough to change my mind about keeping him alive this long before gripping the door handle with my fangs and hauling it open holding it with my paw with a huff before reaching over and picking the unconsious male back up, jaws around his neck as i had the walk here and padded into the house even i would admit, it looked as if i were being alot rougher with the murderer then i truly was as honestly all i had to do was bite down and i'd puncure his jugular. Shaking the thoughts away i glanced about the house or at least the main room seeing mark and emm still in the living room i made no move towards them just simply studied them, inspecting them for any further injuries then when i had left before continuing through the building doing the same for the beings in the medic room, Jason, Blair, Danny and..sky my gaze lingered on her for a bit longer then the others before i blinked about to walk over before feeling the weight attached to me reminding me of the reason i even came back so soon. Snorting at the figure i glanced to everyone once more and re-dropped the limp boy knowing well he wouldn't wake any time soon. After delivering an 'don't touch him' look to everyone i carefully walked into the healers room, bypassing everyone until i reached skylers cot where i stood beside silently. Eyeing the still heavily under beta i nudged her hand before backing my head away likely expecting her to somehow awake and smack me for such a action though when she didn't i couldn't feel more hurt then i would have if she had, glancing to the monitor to even assure myself she was still breathing i pryed myself from her side, turning and walking to Blair next who still reaked of her own blood and gently nudged her towards Danny a wordless message to get herself checked out before looking over the others one last time. Once ensuring they were all okay i padded back to the hunter who had done this all and picked him back up, hard emotionless work exterior coming back as i carried him to the basement and then into a cell, tossing him onto the ground, eyeing his near lifeless figure i let my lips curl and a sharp snarl to emmit in fusteration, hurt and hatrid before walking out, nudging the cold bar door shut with my snout and ensuring it was locked before heading back upstairs the basement door slamming behind me as i rejoined the others only pausing momentarily to brace myself and shifting with a few grunts as i went from monster to man. Closing my eyes momentarily as i let the uncomfortable pain subside i glanced to the healing wounds still working on fixing themselves then walking back to skylers bed, silent and observing for a split moment before sitting beside her and letting my gaze settle upon the healer i had left her with "Jason, whats the update?" I asked, tone low yet stern enough to get the answers i needed, arm laying acrossed my wounded section loosely as i awaited, eyeing the others in turn listening if they had anything to say.

[azhefa.]

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even though she was bundled against the cold winter air and felt quite warm, evangelina still shivers beneath her coat. it wasn't really the cold that caused the shiver either, it was something else she couldn't really put a finger on. a kind of gut feeling that makes her inner wolf pace with uncertain nervous energy. eva ignores it for the majority of the day since she had work to finish and she takes her job very seriously since it was practically a once in a lifetime opportunity for someone like herself who has little to no job experience for such a high level career. not to mention the fact that she can bring her son, mika, to work with her instead of putting him into daycare. the thought of untrustworthy humans taking care of her pup was both sickening and terrifying.

the infant coos softly from where he is cradled against eva's chest and it draws the mother's attention from her odd gut feeling and swirling thoughts. she murmurs softly to him in her native french, making him settle back to sleep at the sound of her voice. eva pulls at the fabric of the sling that was keeping her infant son snug and secure before double checking the zipper on her overcoat to ensure it was up enough to keep her son warm as well as herself. it was quite amusing to have her overcoat zipped close enough to hide her son from immediate view, the look on people's face when they realize he's there is always fun to see.

air brakes and the overhead chime alerting to the stopping of the bus makes eva look up from where she was watching her son sleep. it was her stop so she carefully gets to her feet, one arm around her middle to cradle mika while she grabs her bag with her free hand. eva gives the bus driver a friendly smile and a bit of a wave as she exits down the stairs. "see you tomorrow, terry, have a nice night," she says, earning a smile in return from the man and a friendly response. "goodnight, eva, take care now." eva smiles and descends the rest of the steps, shouldering her diaper bag/purse as she heads down the sidewalk towards her favorite cafe for some nice hot coffee before she goes shopping. eva takes a moment to check her bag for the grocery list she had written down that morning before work as she waits in line at the cafe. it was at the bottom of the bag, but it was there so she sighs in relief and quickly orders her coffee so she can get her shopping done before it gets too dark. the best thing about the grocery store she shops at is that they actually deliver the food she picks out so she doesn't have to lug it all back to her apartment several blocks away.

after her order was called, eva takes a moment to enjoy the heat of the cafe before heading out into the cold winter air once more. walking in heels when it's snowing was difficult on it's own, but doing it while having a child strapped to your chest and a coffee in one hand was like eva's superpower. that and shape-shifting into a wolf on a whim, but that doesn't really count in her mind. eva huffs a sigh as she nears the store, hopefully it won't be too packed, she was tired and just wants to get home and relax not be surrounded by grouchy humans who seem to enjoy causing drama.

[L U C I F E R]

☆|Aspat Hawking|☆|Male|☆
☆|Single|☆|Werewolf Hunter|☆
☆|Tags: Open|☆

Aspat is unconscious. And no one likes him

☆|Emery Castellanos|☆|Male|☆
☆|Widower|☆|Werewolf|☆|Scout|☆
☆|Tags: Jason, Blair, anyone near there|☆

Emery had watched her drag the man in. He knew jed smelt hunter when he'd gone out to burn the clothes and he'd smelt silver and human all over Blair when she came in. He glared at the man. His kind had killed his wife, killed Emmy's mother! He had plans for this monster.

Just as he was about to ask if he could leave and calm down, Emery smelt it. It was unmistakable and he'd smelt it many times in his life. He looked at the man and it was most definitely coming from him. He looked all over man's body and spotted his fractured forearm and nodded to himself he looked at Blair. Before he could further inspect him, he was being dragged away again. He looked back up at Blair.

"You attacked him, right?" He asked but waited for no reply, "Did you bite him?" He asked

[amarok.]

Jason Loen I Werewolf I Medic I Tags; Danny, Emery, Adam, Skylar, Blair
He was saved from the indignity of trying to retort to his partner's monologue by the crunch of half-melted snow outside.
The sudden lull in the conversation was punctuated by a loud bang and within seconds a huge mass of dark fur stalked down the hallway with what appeared to be a corpse between its teeth.
His hair stood on end as the beast moved into the makeshift infirmary - his territory - and, after a moment, he finally took a breath of relief as he recognised Adam's feral form.
He wasn't familiar with any of the pack's wolf semblances, frankly. He was almost incapable of shifting himself - the weakest of the weak - and as such never joined the pack on the nights when they ran, now so few and far between. In hindsight, he should've known in a heartbeat; despite his common colouring, that man carried himself like nobody else.
He stammered a few syllables as the wolf approached Skylar, faltering as he flinched back from the comatose female's arm, only finding his voice as he returned to sit beside her, only now on two feet instead of four.
"... Two silver bullets, both lodged inside of her abdominal cavity for the best part of a hour. Acute silver poisoning, pelvic fractures... I had to burn the bullet wounds shut, otherwise she'd have bled to death. That'll cause a nasty infection later, most likely, but I- I'm hoping I can deal with that when it comes... She came pretty close to bleeding out, anyway, though... Needed a blood transfusion but I didn't have the time. We don't have any blood in storage so I need a live donor... She's got some veterinary artificial blood and saline solution in her to try and prevent cardiac arrest..."
He shook his head.
"I'll give her some sedative and strong painkillers once her heart rate improves, Mr Hale. I don't want her up and running about for a week or so, but the only way we'll achieve that is by drugging her, I'm afraid. She won't stay down otherwise."


Blair Strong I Werewolf I Fighter I Tags; Danny, Emery, Adam, Skylar
She winced as the wolf pushed her towards Danny, but obligingly rolled up her sleeve to show the healer the injury.
"The hunter put his knife through my arm. It wasn't silver. It's pretty much healed itself."
Arm still held out for Danny to examine, she twisted her head to face Emery with a pained smile.
"And damn right I did. Think I broke his hand, too. I think I saw a cast on his gun hand. With any luck, he's not ambidextrous. Why?"
She rolled her eyes - even though his question had been somewhat valid, given Blair's track record - and returned the majority of her attention to Danny, now flexing her hand to show she still had a full range of movement.
Until she recalled the odd smell of the captured hunter. Bad. Not pack. Mange and bloodied fur.
Not unlike the smell of Jason when Skylar had dragged him inside on that stormy night two years ago. She glanced at him, eyes raking the deep scar across the front of his throat, barely visible through his bloodied white shirt.
Oh no.

Adrian D'Arc I Human I Blade Team Leader I Tags; Kat
Rian nodded wordlessly and moved to stand up, going to lift his girl up as he went and then quickly changing his mind, extending a hand instead. He wasn't entirely sure she'd appreciate it, and annoying Kat was just another way of playing with fire.
He wasn't entirely sure that Ford would be there - as good as his sniper was, he did tend to get distracted - and he could have sworn he'd told him to stay put until they got to the agreed location themselves, but he shrugged that off. Kat was a better talker than he was, and everybody knew that. He'd be there shortly after them, easily.
As he walked back towards the car, still parked neatly by the emergency bay, he found himself sighing weakly, though, examining his reflection in the few car windows that he passed.
He could've sworn those grey hairs at his temples hadn't been there yesterday. "Not even thirty and already going grey," he muttered. He hadn't had a chance to shave since they arrived two nights ago, he hadn't slept for seventy hours straight land... Well, the sling only completely the look.
He was going to sleep for a week when they got back.
With his good arm, he dug for his keys in one of his numerous pockets and offered them to Kat.
"You up for driving?"

Theodore Ford I Human I Blade Operative I Tags; Eva
His wristwatch read 8;47am.
He'd said he'd stay out until nine, but there was nothing here.
He'd gotten out and walked the surrounding area twice, each time almost swallowed by the urge to follow the black mitt's paw prints, but resisting each time. Just. In defence of the monsters plaguing the little city, the kill instinct was hard to resist.
Now the wristwatch said 8;50am. Teddy sighed and turned to return to the pickup truck.

Now, he could've driven straight to the cabin. But at the thought of the empty cupboards - they'd only brought non-perishables and long life food, naturally - he turned the vehicle and headed for town instead. He'd seen a grocery store right next to the cafe where he'd run in Aurora. And, after all, he had to get those werewolf gashes checked out, too. Preferably before D'Arc or Kat saw them.

The ER nurses cringed when they got him into an examination room. But they stitched them up without asking too many questions and sent him on his way with instructions to take it easy. If they were still sore later, take some ibuprofen. He thanked them and left the hospital, pretending to ignore the anxious muttering between the nurses he left behind.

By ten, he was pushing open the door to the grocery store with a small grunt of effort and grabbing a basket. Milk, eggs, fresh vegetables. Milk, eggs, fresh vegetables. Mi-
"Oh, god, sorry!"
He jumped to one side, narrowly missing the woman he'd almost walked into and immediately launching into "apologetic citizen" mode.
"I'm really, really, very sorry, ma'am. Did I hurt you, at all?"

(Nobody likes Aspat except his brofriend, D'Arcy boi, that is. X3)