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[Jubunu]

• Male.
• 26 years old.
• Conversing with Natalie.
• In his car, parked.
• At a gas station in Maple Ridge, Canada.

Shaking his head, Liam closed the door quietly behind her, his smile sticking on his face. "Odd for someone so tough to be wary of knives- but I'll give you credit, I don't much care for guns myself." He shrugged simply and stuffed his hand in his pockets. He looked over his shoulder at the group. Watching them more, I can see the stiffness they present, but they don't look angry in any way. It doesn't look like they could be set off too easily. I guess it might not be as suspicious after all. He stepped around Natalie with a contently chuckle, naturally placing himself between her and the the abnormal group. Whatever they are, human or not, others with knives could always present a threat. It's better safe than sorry, since I don't know practically anything about Natalie, including any forms of self defense or fighting she knows. But I can't say everything about her screams normal either. But these days, some humans can be worse than the monsters. He moved one hand to his pocket casually, brushing his fingers against the knife. He could feel an uncomfortable tickle where his finger grazed the side of the blade, which was actually very satisfying. That was normal when the demon was weak. While strong, iron becomes unbearable. If I really do get worried 'bout them four, I can always just wait outside while she gets some clothes. I'm pretty good at conversations, I could probably wedge myself into their group somehow, find out what the knives are for. I've got some stuff on me- some loose salt in my pocket from a bag breaking open, an iron blade in my pocket. Everything I could possibly need right across the lot in the ol' Bronco. Plus, they might know about what happened last night.

[pennywise;]

☾ ɴᴀᴛᴀʟɪᴇ ☾
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[ female ↣ single ↣ vampire ]
[ at a gas station ↣ with Liam ]

Natalie rose an eyebrow at him, smirking. "Knives and guns are for cheaters. A true fighter can take someone down with just their hands." she said as she flexed her fingers, curling them and making a fist before releasing. She quietly watched Liam put himself between she and the group, the gesture not going unnoticed without a subtle smile. Geez, this kid.. If he knew what they were, he probably wouldn't be doing such a thing. She stood a much better chance against them than he did. She was after all, almost a century old, vampire; he was just some easygoing photographer.
Natalie silently pulled open the door to the gas station and waited for Liam to enter before slipping inside herself. While it might not do much, she was glad to have some sort of barrier between she and the group outside. The more she thought about it, the more she began to think that the two humans must be hunters. It would make sense. But now she really did need to be cautious of them..

[Jubunu]

• Male.
• 26 years old.
• Conversing with Natalie.
• In his car, parked.
• At a gas station in Maple Ridge, Canada.

Stretching his shoulder, Liam glanced once more behind himself before shuffling in through the door after Natalie. "Agreed." He muttered, crossing his arms and looking around idly. A man was at the counter, probably a little younger than him, listening to music and reading something that was out of eye's view. Some random noises radiated from around the building, and there was a strong scent of fried chicken, for some reason. He blinked a few times, and silently tucked around a stand holding sun glasses to watch the group through the window. There's something off about all of this, everything today. Something odd about Natalie. The group was really pricking my suspicion, and then of course the sky raining fire was a concern. He sighed and scratched his chin. Eh- I should shave soon, I'm all stubbly. Chuckling to himself, he turned around and rolled onto his toes, easily looking over the small isles to where Natalie's head bobbed. He smiled softly. Something off about her though. She noticed the knives in an instant, was scared more than I would have expected as well. I found her wandering the street wearing what looks to be a man's clothes, nothing to her name. But she has a feeling of know-how about her. I guess I could test some things on her, but I don't have much iron besides my knife, which I probably shouldn't show her. Salt, but I doubt she's anything that it would affect. What- what am I saying? She's just a lost kid, around my age, on her own. I shouldn't treat her like a murder suspect. "Baka." He muttered to himself. He sighed and plodded to the front counter, relieved to see a newspaper sitting oh-so-conveniently on the counter. Smoothly slipping it into his hands, he flipped to the front page- there is was. "Chicken Little Had it Right- The Sky Really is Falling. Skimming down, it talked about many sighting of strange, blazing objects falling from the sky. Nothing yet about anyone finding anything that hit, probably because it was early when the paper was written. Witnesses claimed many things- meteors, someone cried superman, others said shooting stars. Someone religious even guessed angels. No one knew for sure so far. Great. Well that was helpful- All I learned is someone is named 'Chicken Little'. Stupid name. He snorted and dropped it loudly back on the counter, stuffing his hands into his pockets and moving to the door to look outside.

((Hey, just so y'all know, I make a big fat post on Advertise your Group Roleplay HERE! to advertise all the SPN roleplays I'm in and love so much, and this one made the list, of course! Here's the link to the post-
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=85&t=2217055&p=74077494#p74077494
I hope my shortening/summary of the RP is alright!))

[pennywise;]

☾ ɴᴀᴛᴀʟɪᴇ ☾
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[ female ↣ single ↣ vampire ]
[ at a gas station ↣ with Liam ]

After Natalie slipped inside, she smoothly parted from Liam's side to go and walk down one of the aisles. Her eyes casually skimmed the items in front of her, noting the lack of variety. That was to be expected though, they were in a gas station after all. Natalie hummed quietly to herself as she grabbed a cheap, white tank top with a red maple leaf plastered on the front, a pair of simple blue jean shorts, and a pair of black flipflops. It wasn't her usual style of clothing, but it would do for now.
As Natalie walked around the gas station, making her way back towards the front, she noticed a small tv set up in the corner of the store. Most of what was being said had to do with the events of last night, no one having any real idea as to what could have caused any of it. She idly payed it any mind until she heard the name of the motel she had been at the previous night being said. Her blood ran cold and her eyes flickered to the screen, stopping in her tracks. 'Sh**. Sh**. Sh**. Sh**.' Her brain kicked into overdrive as she saw the image of the man she had fed on splayed across the screen. It was just a warning piece on being careful and looking out for strangers before it ended and a commercial about cheerios came on, but Natalie couldn't help but feel like she was now under fire. She prayed to God, or any god that might be listening, that Liam hadn't seen the screen.

[Jubunu]

• Male.
• 26 years old.
• Conversing with Natalie.
• In his car, parked.
• At a gas station in Maple Ridge, Canada.

Looking out the window, Liam found himself sympathizing with the knife wielders. Maybe they just wanna look cool, and completely don't mean to use the knives. Or maybe they are worried about their own protection, or something. I's not against the law to have a knife on your person, but those blades looked rather obvious. Pulling himself out of his thoughts, he tuned into the store turning around to look for Natalie. He could hear the buzzing of some sort of ice machine, and the insistent noise of the fridges in the back that kept the beer cold. He rolled his eyes; Liam never drinks, in fact, he's rather against it because of his mother's coma induced overdose then ended her life. The voice of the TV droned on, catching his attention when it began to talk about the events of the night. When he realized it held practically no information, he tuned out for the most part. At the last second he heard the words 'found dead', but y the time he registered the word and looked up, it had already switched to a cheerios commercial. He hissed under his breath. Dang it, that might have been important, something in my line of work. He frowned and looked around, spotting Natalie toward the counter, catching her as she looked down from the small TV. "Hey, what was that last one about?" He asked curiously, trotting over to her. "I was memorized by the spinning of the slushie machine," He joked, "All I heard was 'found dead', what the heck?" He raised his eyebrows, letting a curious smile cross his mouth. Shoot. I really should have kept watching. Dang it, Baka.

[pennywise;]

☾ ɴᴀᴛᴀʟɪᴇ ☾
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[ female ↣ single ↣ vampire ]
[ at a gas station ↣ with Liam ]

Hearing Liam's voice suddenly approach her, the vampire cleared her expression to a neutral one. From what he asked, it seemed that he didn't catch anything that would give her away. 'Thank God..' Now she needed to feed him enough information that would sate his desire, but not enough to get him even more curious. "Hm? Oh, apparently the cops found some guy slashed up in an old motel.. Guess he got mugged or something, I'm not sure though. All the reporter said was that everyone needs to be on the lookout for strangers on the road." Natalie gave a slight shudder as she spoke. "Geez.. that could have been me they found.." She rubbed her arms uncomfortably and cast her eyes to the ground.
Natalie quietly waited to hear his response. Depending on what he said, she might have to part ways with Liam sooner than later. She would rather him think of her as some sort of psycho murder who spared him from her wrath, than let him know what she really was. In her mind that was a rather pitiful thought. Was she really so ashamed of what she was? 'Yes.'

[Jubunu]

• Male.
• 26 years old.
• Conversing with Natalie.
• At a gas station in Maple Ridge, Canada.

"Oh wow." Liam replied, his eyebrows somehow managing to raise even higher. "A motel around here? Like, in Maple ridge? There's only one in town, another ont he border, I guess. Which one?" He asked. Mugged, slashed up? How so? Organs- any missing? any strange sulfur at the scene? What cut him up? What was taken, time of death, cause of death? The questioned rattled inside his head. He needed to know more. An urge to go check it up bubbled in his mind, but he forced it down. I already have prior agreements- to bring Natalie to Anmore. He looked from her to the ground, and back up. "Maybe I'll head back round here after I drop you off in Anmore, this could mean a job for me, with my photography- I've been hired in the past for documenting crimes." His voice was quiet but excited as he talked, and he brought his eyes back up to Natalie.

If they were warning people to be wary, it might be the one in town- crazy enough, that would be the direction Natalie had come. It's lucky she was alright when I found her, she could have been attacked too. I mean, she was even at the same motel- Hiding anything that could display worry on his features by running a hand through his hair, Liam looked up at the TV, though not actually paying attention to it. She couldn't have done this. I mean, she seemed pretty anxious and worried, but that's a normal thing when you're alone on the street, or when you see weapons being carried, especially knives, which she is afraid of. She is wearing men's clothes though. Come on, Liam, cut her some slack. She told you her story, and it seemed legitimate. She hasn't really given me much that could give me doubt about, besides being worried about a lot of things. I can't help but wonder though. The anxiety, the talk of fighting like it was easy, the light bothering her- today is just feeling.. weird.

[pennywise;]

☾ ɴᴀᴛᴀʟɪᴇ ☾
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[ female ↣ single ↣ vampire ]
[ at a gas station ↣ with Liam ]

'Dammit.' "I think it was the one in town.." Natalie muttered, pursing her lips. She tensed ever so slightly when she heard Liam say that he would come back here to check things out. She would rather him remain innocent to the horrible things she had done so, she was going to try and prevent his return here any time soon. "Are you sure? I mean they said it was pretty grisly and that the killer could still be hanging around the area.." Adrenaline rushed into Natalie's veins at the memory of all the blood and her fangs itched to come out.. She really shouldn't have starved herself for as long as she had.. If she had done just a little feeding here and there, then maybe what happened last night could have been prevented..

[Jubunu]

• Male.
• 26 years old.
• Conversing with Natalie.
• At a gas station in Maple Ridge, Canada.

"Grisly? How so?" He asked curiously with a slightly smile, then shook his head, "And I'm alright, worked harder photo-shoots, I can handle it." He felt his face displaying a little too intense of a curious look, and softened it as to not look actually excited about someone being killed. Might have already stumbled onto a hunt, and I haven't even left town yet. Though I can't say I might rather be investigating the blazing things that fell last night. But this is an actual death, which is slightly more urgent, considering what killed a full grown man might still be in town. I shouldn't get ahead of myself though, it might just be some crazy human. At the thought, his eyes slipped to the group of four outside. Well, they do have knives.. I'll see if I can find them once I'm back. Maybe they have knives because they heard about the killer being in town, they might know valuable information. Either that, or they might have killed the man, but four people would be harder to miss exiting a motel room than a single person. He wanted to ask if they found anything else in the room, but he wanted to wait for a reply to his initial question first.

[pennywise;]

☾ ɴᴀᴛᴀʟɪᴇ ☾
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[ female ↣ single ↣ vampire ]
[ at a gas station ↣ with Liam ]

Well, it seemed that her attempts to push him away from the subject didn't work too well, which caused a slight twinge of irritation to tickle the back of her mind. "Um, I think they said something about his throat being slashed and that he had lacerations all over his body.." she reluctantly replied, trying to seem as if she didn't know the entire story behind what had happened. Natalie frowned lightly at his comment about his work. She highly doubted he'd ever seen what a starving vampire could do to a pompous, old windbag..
Noticing Liam's eyes shift direction, she felt a slight bubble of relief in her chest. Did he suspect them? If he did, good. That would lead him away from her trail. Well, that could also be bad.. One of those people were an angel. If he got too curious and started poking around them, he could possibly get hurt.. Which she didn't want to happen unless absolutely necessary.