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It was a little unnerving to see the school and this town after so many years had passed. Nothing had seemed to change during his travels down the street and...
Nick avoided her gaze as she said that. Was he excessively cruel for the real motivation for why he wanted to go alone? As soon as the two of them got out of town, he had planned to trick Callum out of the vehicle and shoot him cold and leave the body on the side of the road. When he got back...
Callum's lips pursed together tightly after Ami's demand. He felt a thousand protests rise to his lips though he resisted the urge to voice each and every one. He wanted to explain that he had just been shot through the shoulder and he couldn't even confirm whether or not he had bullet...
Nick made a slight snarling noise but he acquiesced to Mia's demand. His sister had left it to Ami and Ami seemed oddly calm about all that had happened while all he wanted to do was a plant one last bullet in their intruder's body. He had been the one to shoot Kenchi... but Mia was the closest...
Panic seemed to have replaced the blood in Wren's bones and she tried to take several calming breaths though her mind raced frantically as the second passed by and it became clear to her that she was screwed. She had been good at hiding and remaining elusive, but she should have tried to remain...
(I thought that I responded! :/ KENCHI!)
It happened so quickly. Callum was firing at the wall to try to scare the inhabitants of this house into submission so robbing them would be simple and painless when a woman returned their fire angrily. The smoke that had been lit by the Molotov...
As she distanced herself from Cade and his crude shelter, Wren gave a cursory glance over her shoulder to check to see if she had any men following her and deemed that she appeared safe before continuing. Her pace was fairly quick and while she kept her head up, she avoided eye contact with...
Inconspicuous. Unseen. Invisible. Unassuming. Silent. She repeated these words and similar variations of these thoughts in her head as she tugged at the hood that was pulled over her head. She hadn't done anything that would unnecessary attention to herself, but she couldn't be too cautious...
"Things are fine," Nick said and the look that he gave her made Mia believe him for once. Apparently, everything that had happened had been dealt with and she was hopeful that maybe he was going to be her big brother again and not just obsessive. It would be a relief if his shield came down a...
"We'll see what we can do," Nick smiled. He felt confident that they would be able to find Ami's father... he only hoped that Ami would be able to pull the trigger if she saw him. He had only shot Charlie because he knew that he wouldn't have been able to see her as one of them.
They arrived...
Nick was grateful that Ami had returned the kiss and a slight smile settled on his face before he pulled away. The smile contradicted with the cool look in his eyes, but despite the critical look he felt okay. Given that he had just buried Charlie... given that, he was feeling okay. The...
"Thanks," Claire said and she offered Lance a polite smile before reaching for his hand and shaking it. He seemed nice enough so far, but there was something similar in his manner to Chris... he talked to everyone through her, which never failed to feel weird when it happened. He wasn't...
Victor had waited to accompany Chris and Claire so they had arrived fairly late and it wasn't a surprise when Arlet immediately launched into her spiel. He was good at listening when he wanted to be, and for now she hadn't said anything that he could take any objection with. It was fairly...
Claire nervously eyed her watch once again, half-expecting and half-hoping that somehow time would stop if she showed enough awareness of it. Time continued to pass at an obscene rate however... wasn't a watched pot not allowed to boil? Shouldn't the passing of time halt as she glared at her...
If Mikhail was to be completely honest, whomever had brought him into the room was more intimidating than this young pup, and he couldn't help but to scrutinize Leroy as he walked across the room. He was listening, and finding himself growing angry with most of what the man was saying. He...
"We've got a comrade here for you to work with." a voice practically shouted in Mikhail's ear as he was shoved down into a seat, "Compliments from Uncle Joe, good luck. He's got a better grasp on English than most but he's got quite a mouth."
The bag was wrenched from his head and a grim grey...
"I'm not telling you what to do... I'm just highly recommending the smart thing to do," he said underneath his breath watching Margaret storm off. He knew that he probably should stay out of her affairs, but the point that she had about her saving his life was embedded in his head. He had been...
"Wait!" Mason shouted hoping to catch Margaret before she walked away. He agreed with her that he needed to find another hospital, but he was still processing the newest information regarding... a witch? The woman that had taken the megaphone from his hands had been the one to incite the riot...
(Sorry! I was in that awkward stage right before student teaching where I had to prep for student teaching and finish up all of my university assignments simultaneously!)
The pain had become so intense that he didn't notice Margaret's presence at all during his ordeal. Blood seeped out from...
Margaret's words had almost no effect on Natalia who just laughed again. Humans. She hadn't paid much mind to them in the past, save for when she needed blood for her spells or when one of them managed to get her angry, but lately they had been getting more vocal and agitated. She could remember...