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- Derek Landy
- Derek Landy writes the Skulduggery Pleasant series because getting a proper job is so overrated.
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«Oldest ‹Older 801 – 1000 of 2589 Newer› Newest»Chris: you know it was an accident
Suki: *is sat the other side of the door cradling her baby*
Wolf: *sighs*
I know.. But he hurt her.. A-and he hurt you..
Val: *his voice is slightly tearful but he forces it to work anyway*
*he'll open the book and start reading it*
*his voice is quite gentle, soft*
*he hopes it'll calm her*
Chris: he's trying to change
Suki: *listens and hangs onto every word*
* Alek reaches or for his daddy, and Adra passes him over to her husband*
Wolf: that doesn't fix the past-t..
Val: *this is his way of an apology*
*maybe it's not the best*
*but it's the best her can think of*
*the best he can do*
Chris: move on wolf, everyone else has
Suki: *puts a sleeping xan in his Moses basket*
*opens the door, it's obvious she'd been crying*
Wolf: it's hard.. I don't like when people h-hurt you.
Val: *stands up quickly, the blanket dropping*
*looks down and pushes his glasses up*
I'm sorry..
Chris: I am fine now
Suki: *whispers* I'm sorry..
Wolf: *holds him close gently*
I love you..
Val: why are you sorry?
*blinks, surprised*
Chris: remember you hurt inky *stays still* remember that?
Suki: I its not you... I I'm constantly down and t tired.. I it's not your fault *whimpers*
Wolf: *flinches, swallowing*
T-that was d-different.. I-I didn't do that maliciousl-ly..
Val: shhh.. Hey..
*hugs her gently and very awkwardly*
It's okay..
Chris: well val didn't mean this to happen
Suki: *melts into the hug and cries*
Wolf: *sighs and nods*
Okay..
Val: *holds her tighter, rubbing her back gently*
You're okay.. It's okay.
Chris: so play nice
Suki: *breathes*
Wolf: *grumbles quietly about being treated like a child*
Val: *thats okay*
*sometimes if all you can do is breathe then that is good enough*
*keeps holding her*
It's okay..
Chris: wolf..
Suki: *stays close*
Wolf: Sorry, sorry.
Val: Come on, you should get some rest..
*hugs Alek, and kisses his head again* We're all safe, Aleksander. It's alright. *kisses his head again*
*The little boy feels so much better, and clings, tucking his feet in beneath him as he usually does*
Goodbye
((I'm very glad they're safe.))
((Bye Noelle? [hugs] ))
((Also, I currently don't have my phone, which might make it harder for me to RP.))
((Sorry guys, I'm not feeling well, so I'm not gonna be able to continue the RP tonight either. However if you want to have Jon try to talk to Sil for a bit, I can pretend that my characters are there just listening. At some point, Raeza might offer to take Sil through the portal to get away from the sanctuary people. That might be a way to tie it up so we don't have to try to coordinate three continents.))
(*POP goes the Jaimie*)
(Don't pop!)
(Metaphorical :)
Wolf: *sighs*
Well you are treating me like a child!
Val: *holds her*
*murmurs*
You should get to bed and rest..
Chris: then stop acting like it
Suki: o okay..
Wolf: *scowls*
I'm not!
Val: *helps her up gently*
Chris: you just attacked someone !
Suki: *takes his help* thank you
Wolf: He nearly k-killed someone!
Val: *smiles gently, a one sided smile*
You're welcome.
Chris; by accident!
Suki: stay with me? For a bit?
Wolf: That doesn't m-matter Chris.
Val: sure. Want me to read more?
Chris: it does!
Suki: no.. Just stay..
Wolf: He still nearly killed someone!
Val: Okay. Get into bed though.
Chris; it was an accident !!
Suki: *nods and gets into bed*
Wolf: S-Still Chris!!!
Val: *leans on the wall next to her bed awkwardly*
Chris: don't hold it against him!
Suki: *budges over* lay down..
Wolf: *sighs*
Val: ..on your bed?
Chris: what?
suki; yes
Wolf: nothing. We aren't going t-to stop arguing-g
Val: but..
Chris; yeah
Suki: come on, you've slept with me before
Wolf: *shakes his head and just walks off to their bedroom*
Val: That's different..
*awkwardly perches on the edge of the bed*
Chris: wolf!
Suki; is it?
Wolf: w-what.
Val: course it is. I mean, you've slept with loads of men..
Chris: don't walk away from me!
Suki: *looks offended*
Wolf: I need to get ready for w-work!
Val: not that that's a bad thing! But I mean feeding with someone and sitting on their bed is different!
Chris: okah..
Suki: please.. I need you
Wolf: *walks into his room, grabbing his work clothes*
*he had to get a new job recently due to the wings and horns and tail, now he works in the sucu/incu realm*
Val: okay..
*sits on the bed beside her, still above the covers*
Chris: where do you work?
Suki: lay wth me..
Wolf: in my realm.
Val: *lays down, staying on top of the covers*
*bright red*
Chris: what is your job?
Suki: *keeps close to hkm*
Wolf: I serve drinks to people. Entertain sometimes.
Val: It's okay..
Chris: entertains?
Suki: *stays close*
Wolf: only when we're low on people or when the boss forgets to book.
*shrugs*
Val: *hums quietly in hopes of helping her fall asleep*
Chris: what do you mean entertain?
Suki; *eyes droop*
Wolf: y-you know, singing. T-telling my terrible jokes-s.
*turns to look at Chris, work bag slung on his shoulder*
W-Why the interrogation-n?
Val: *keeps humming*
[Raeza sighs]
[She'll listen to the Sanctuary people talk, just for a bit, so they can feel better about themselves.]
[Then she'll leave via the portal back to the library.]
[She'll invite Silente to come with her]
[It's just a matter of making sure the Sanctuary agents don't see]
['cuz if they do, they can use the portal too, and she doesn't want to have to deal with that]
Sil: *eyes Raeza, tightening her grip on the bark at her back*
*she doesn't trust these people to not touch her treehouse*
*but at the same time she's intrigued*
*for one Raeza doesn't seem to have a heartbeat or blood and that is interesting*
*as well as that these people intend to take over all the sanctuaries..*
[Jon glances back at Eco quickly, realising he's standing in front of him. He coughs awkwardly and moves to stand beside him instead]
I think I'm going to leave the talking to the other two for a bit.
Economical: W-what do you hope to to accomplish?
Raeza: I want to make this world a better place.
Savvy: That's rather vague. How is kicking people out of their homes going to do that?
Raeza: [Sighs] George was put in charge of managing the site and he decided the people weren't being nice enough about the fact that we'd taken over parts of the space. Instead of arranging a compromise, he exacerbated the situation by kicking people out entirely. I returned early from my time off so that I could try to fix things with the people here. You're not Bloglandians, or at least you don't own any of the tree houses, so it's really none of your business. It's between us and them.
Sil: She has a point, it is between us and them.
*is unclear as to who she actually means by "us" but that doesn't really matter*
I'm sure we've got it covered.
[Jon has to hold himself back from doing something stupid. He may not know the people that live here, but he can't stop the sudden protective streak thats surging through him. Call him sentimental, but he sticks up for the little guy, and the people with the forcefield sure don't feel like the little guy here]
[Economical senses Jon's agitation and gives him a little pat on the arm] [It'll be ok]
Savvy: Look, it's not every day that a group of powerful mages shows up with a force field. We just want to know what's up.
Raeza: It's hard for you, isn't it, not calling the shots.
Savvy: Excuse me?
Raeza: How is it that you can justify parachuting into a private conversation? If we parachuted into the middle of a Sanctuary meeting, we'd be detained for questioning at the very least. Possibly even put in the gaol for a bit. Either way, we wouldn't be allowed to go around interrogating people.
Sil: Well, you'd be put in a goal. If I go anywhere near a sanctuary I tend to find myself surrounded by a squad of cleavers fighting for my life.
*shrugs*
[Jon huffs a little and links arms with Eco, muttering to him] I don't like her. She seems... too much.
Sil: *looks at Jon*
*raises an eyebrow at what he said*
So parachuting from a plane isn't too much but defending herself and her privacy is?
Raeza: I died once. It didn't work out. I imagine they've got a file on me, and they'd realize that containment would be a more effective way of dealing with me.
Eco: [Pats Jon's arm again] T-too much of what?
[His eyes widen and he glances over at Sil] Uh... you heard that, then. Right. Sorry. That wasn't very diplomatic of me, huh?
[too Eco, he just shrugs and tries to be a little quieter] too... passionate. It's intimidating.
Sil: I've died loads of times but I mean I also escape from a cell that the grand Mage of one of the American sanctuaries made for me soooooo..
*shrugs*
*looks at the sanctuary operatives, smirking at Jon because of course she heard that, she's a vampire*
Look, we don't want any trouble but this place isn't safe for people like you. It might seem like a barren place but quite a few of the people round here are very twitchy around police type people and when they get twitchy they get stabby. Honestly it's in your best interests to leave.
[Jon, of course, does not know Sil is a vampire. He also doesn't know her name, but he's becoming increasingly intrigued by her] If I may ask, why do you feel like these people will get along better around here than us?
Sil: why? Because we have for years and because half the people here don't like those who associate with the sanctuaries.
[Eco finds Raeza intimidating as well, but then again he finds plenty of people intimidating and that's never stopped him from getting things done before.]
[He gives Savvy a look]
[Savvy projects thoughts into Eco's and Jon's minds] I can sense how they feel about the Sanctuary. I think we have our answer, they are a threat.
Economical: V-very well. It s-seems there is nothing else to to be accomplished here. Would you m-mind lowering the shields so we can w-walk out? [Parachuting back up into the plane would probably not work]
Raeza: The shields have to be left up. Have you no way of going over them?
Sil: I could carry you out one by one if you want.
*grins*
It's fun.
[Jon raises an eyebrow] You could carry us out? What exactly is your discipline? or... do you not have one? I get the feeling you're a lot older than you look...
Sil: My discipline? Oh, technically I haven't surged yet. Actually technically I never will. I'm a vampire.
[Jon's eyes widen and he takes a step forward] A vampire? I'd definitely be up for being carried over, if I could talk to you a bit more.
Sil: *tilts her head*
*thats probably the first time she's ever gotten a positive reaction to "I'm a vampire"*
Talk to me?
[Economical already thought Sil was kind of creepy] [Upon learning she's a vampire, he starts to say he is absolutely not cool with being carried] [but then he stops] [he reminds himself he said he'd be brave]
It's just, I've never actually met a vampire. I've talk to a few via email and letters, even text, but... Well, you can only have so many questions answered through writing. Sorry if that seems weird or, uh, even insulting, it's just... Well, it's hard to explain.
Sil: Right..
*thats confusing*
*looks at Eco*
If you don't want to be carries over I'm sure Raeza might be able to work something out?
*looks at Raeza*
[even through his excitement, he still notices Eco's discomfort. He shoots him a reassuring smile over his shoulder] You'll be okay, Eco. I've got your back.
[He turns back to Sil] If I may ask, what's your name? I'm looking into all the different ways Magic manifests itself, and I've found that quite often the more dangerous it's rumoured to be, the cooler the origins.
Sil: *raises an eyebrow*
Sorry, but I'm not going to give a sanctuary operative who thinks they have authority here my name. Look through your files when you're back, you'll find it eventually I'm sure.
[Jon shrugs] fair enough. I probably wouldn't trust me either. I still have some questions, though, if you're willing to answer them.
Sil: I could answer some. It depends what you ask.
[he pulls a small notebook out of his back pocket, flicking through it quickly and handing it over to Sil once it lands on the right page] would we ba able to go somewhere else to talk? I don't really want to bore everyone else with these questions...
Sil: Mmm..
*sighs*
We can go inside the treehouse. I'm not going any further.
[he grins, turning back to Eco and Savvy quickly. He pulls Eco into a reassuring hug and talks to them both over Eco's shoulder] I'll be back in a bit, I promise. I just can;t pass up this opportunity.
[He moves away again, towards Sil.] Lead the way.
((I have to go, sorry!))
(That's fine :)
Sil: *looks at Raeza*
Talk later.
*climbs up into her treehouse*
((I'm sorry I fell asleep.))
Raeza: I do actually have another way for you to get out if you need it.
Eco: N-no thanks. I will w-wait here for Jon to come back.
[Savvy thinks maybe she'd prefer the other way, but she's also not going to leave her team members behind, so she shrugs]
[Raeza shrugs also]
Raeza: Suit yourself. [She goes into the security treehouse, but she's still watching from the cameras]
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=GEhtMHLMAss
(*throws pillow (or anvil) at Jons head*
Treehouse.)
((rude))
[Jonathan tucks his hands in his pockets as he follows Sil behind the treehouse] So how long have you been a vampire?
*into the treehouse but sure*
*sits on one of the chairs*
Hmm. Let me think..
*quitelt counts aloud*
1892 add 8 add a hundred add 2 add 13..
123 years so far.
[he whistles] you wear it well. What cream to you use? [he grins at her and flops down, trying to conceal how excited he is]
*rolls her eyes, drumming her nails on the chair to distract from his heartbeat*
Vampirism is certainly good at conserving a youthful appearance.
I'd imagine it gets annoying, having people constantly thinking your younger than you are. At times it could be useful, but... people talking down to you would sure get old.
[he sits forward, steepling his fingers and raising an eyebrow] so how did you deal with it? If, uh, that isn't too personal? I'm assuming you didn't want to become a vampire, but...
*smiles in a warm and friendly manner*
*and refuses to let herself flinch*
How did I deal with it. Hmmm.. Well, considering my family background and the events that occurred just after I was turned.. Not well. At all.
[he studies her for a moment before deciding to change the subject] A few of the vampires I've corresponded with in the past have used various serums to stop their, uh, transformation. Do you use anything like that, or have you found another way of dealing with it?
[he's itching to grab his notebook out again, but he'll leave it for now. It may not be the best time...]
Sil: Oh, yeah I use a serum too. Granted my is an amended version to help with allergies, but yes I use a serum too.
*stands up*
You wouldn't mind if I get myself a drink would you? Do you want anything?
[he shrugs, leaning back in thought] I'm fine, thanks.
How do you deal with the whole... blood thing? [he coughs, looking away from her] Sorry. You, uh, don't have to answer that. The other vampires I've talked to found it a touchy subject.
Sil: why would they find it touchy? It's only like asking a vegetarian how they deal without meat.
*goes to the kitchen, grabbing one of her opaque cups and filling it up with blood from a blood pouch*
*walks back in, sitting down again*
This is how I deal with it. Those idiots in their ivory towers take blood from people who want to be turned or from rodents running rampant in their home. I find that blood bags are more preferable.
*takes a sip from her cup, licking her lips*
[he chuckles, shrugging] I talk to Vampires who try to go vegetarian. I guess they've done some stuff they're not proud of or something.
Okay, so what abilities do you have? I'm assuming all the usual ones, but have you got anything cool up your sleeve that you've worked out how to do?
Sil: *grins at this question - having not surged she's not limited to any branch of magic*
*and she learns quick*
*flares her sigils so they're visible, glowing blue cuts etched into her skin all over her body*
There's these, for one.
[he hums, tilting his head and nodding] nice. painful to do?
Sil: As painful as any other cuts.
*lets the sigils fade away again*
*sips her drink again*
I haven't surged, because of this I can switch between many disciplines.
How many have you look into so far?
[he drums his fingers on the seat, itching to write.]
Sil: hmm.. I'm not sure. I don't really keep count honestly.
*shrugs*
Okay, that's fair. Had any favourites so far?
Sil: Sigils definitely. It's the one I'm probably best at.
[he pulls his legs up underneath him in the seat, studying her face for a second] okay, the real question
[he clears his throat and levels her with a serious look] Star Wars or Star Trek?
Sil: *bursts out laughing*
*shakes her head, putting her cup down*
Hmm, good question.
[he raises an eyebrow] So? Do I get an answer or am I going to have to move on to the less fun questions?
Sil: in afraid I can't help you there, I haven't seen either.
[his eyes widen and he leans back, offended] oh, this will not do. I can't prove my theory if you haven't seen them! You're calling me as soon as you've seen them so I can write a world famous paper about the movie choices of vampires.
Sil: right. Sure, I'll do that if and when I watch both those movies.
You are preventing breakthrough scientific research. [he shakes his head, mock disappointed] truly, it is a sad day.
Sil: sure. Very sad.
*leans back, drinking from her cup again*
[he smiles, shrugging] okay, I guess we'll go back to some other questions. How did you find this place? I kinda wish I knew it existed a few years ago...
Sil: I've been loads of places in my running. I found blogland like everyone else, I needed a sanctuary, a place I could be safe and then I just.. Stumbled into the endless forest and found the clearing.
It's nice here. You chose a good place to build your home.
[he glances around the room quickly] Is everyone here fine with you? I'm not trying to be offensive or anything, but it's hard to find a group of non-judgemental people. You're lucky if you have.
Sil: Mmm
*leans back, thinking carefully about that*
They.. Yeah. They're pretty damn accepting. I've screwed up a lot of times and it's always blown over in the end. There's been a good few fights but no one judges me for being a vampire, or for being a bit twisted sometimes. It's nice.
Is it... hard? Being a vampire? From what I understand, you can hear, or smell, peoples blood? I can't imagine it'd be easy to deal with that all the time.
Sil: *looks at Jon*
You get more used to it over time. The more you're around people the easier it gets. The heartbeats eventually fade into background noise and you notice then less, the same with the smell of blood inside a body. But when you're hungry.. That's when it's a struggle.
*shrugs*
[he nods, moving to stand up] I should probably head back to the others now, I have a feeling they'll be waiting around for me. But would I be able to talk to you again, at some pint in the future?
Sil: Sure, if you can find me
[he shrugs, moving to the door] I'll manage, I'm sure. Thanks.
Sil: don't worry about it. Bye.
*downs the rest of her cup of blood, humming happily*
(Pop !)
(Goes that Jaimie!)
(Hehe)
Annabelle: *dreaming*
*is in a dark version of the forest, creeping silently in her wolf form, hair on end*
*shifts to a human, crouched down and listening carefully*
*maybe she lost them..*
*is panting quietly, and because of this she doesn't hear the sound creeping up behind her*
*she doesn't hear the material shifting as a knife flashes against her forearm and she cries out*
*and pain wrenches her free of her dream*
*screams loudly and sits bolt upright, panting heavily, eyes wild and scared, covered in sweat*
*calms down, putting her head in her hands, breathing - it was only a dream.. Only a dream..*
Belle: *waddles up beside her mother, looking up from the floor*
Maa! Okah?
Annabelle: Mummy is okay sweetie.. It's okay..
*smiles down at the small girl, reaching down to pick her up*
*and freezing upon seeing the bleeding gash on her arm*
W-what..?
*jumps out of the bed, looking around for what cut her*
Belle: Maa?
*looks confused and scared, bottom lip wobbling*
Annabelle: *picks her up quickly with her good arm, backing away from the bed*
It's okay, don't worry..
*theres nothing there that could have hurt her*
Annabelle: *curses herself mentally for not having any first aid materials on hand*
Come on, let's go visit C-Cole.. He'll fix it all up..
*walks to the kids room*
*her arm is throbbing in pain, the cut is quite shallow but it still hurts*
Hey little man, time to wake up Copper, we're going on an adventure.
*gently shakes the little copper wolf until he wakes*
Copper: *blinks sleepily, wobbling to his feet*
*he's grown quite a bit in his wolf form, and he trots along beside his mother as they make their way to Cole's house*
Annabelle: *arrives and knocks on the door lightly, still holding Belle*
Cole: *is sleeping with eira*
Annabelle: Come on Cole please..
*knocks again*
Mark: *opens the door, bleary eyed*
Annabelle: *flinches back slightly, holding belle tighter, moving in front of Copper*
*speaks quietly*
Is Cole in..?
Mark: *nods and walks to Cole's door, banging on the bedroom door*
Cole: *wakes up, bolting up* what is it?
Mark: *yawns, rubbing his eyes slightly*
Door, for you.
*shuffles back to bed*
Annabelle: *isnt sure whether she should enter or not..
Eira: *mumbles* cole..?
Cole: I'll be right back *kisses her head and goes to the front door* Anna..
Copper: *sees Cole and leaps at him, tipping in joy, snuffling and growling playfully, nipping his fingers*
Belle: *has fallen asleep again*
Annabelle: Cole, something is in my house.
*looks shaken*
*because walking there she came to the conclusion that her dream was a coincidence and someone must have been in her house*
*even if she didn't notice any different scents*
Please.. Can we come in..?
Coke: sure.. *steps aside so she can walk in *
Annabelle: *walks in, carefully sitting Belle in the high chair to sleep*
*looks at her arm properly, whimpering quietly because it hurts so much*
Do you have a bandage?
Copper: *yips more, trying to get Cole's attention*
*nips his fingers more*
*crouches down, tail up, ears back slightly, inviting him to play*
Cole: somewhere *rifles through the cupboards and pulls out his first aid kit*
*smiles at copper* not right now little guy
Annabelle: thank you..
*sits heavily, looking exhausted*
Jesus Cole.. How could someone have gotten in??
Copper: *whines sadly, trotting to the corner, tail between his legs*
*curls up there*
Cole: I don't know, show me the cut
Annabelle: *shows him her arm, grimacing because there's quite a bit of blood*
I should clean it first probably, make sure there's no germs..
Cole: ... There is no cut
Annabelle: what? What are you talking about Cole?
*looks down at her arm, clearly bleeding and cut to herself*
*but to other people there is no outward sign of injury*
Cole please I'm tired and I'm not in the mood for joking around, please just fix it..
Cole: okay, what is this about? *puts down the bandage*
Annabelle: What do you mean? Cole for CHRISTS sake give me the bandage and I'll do it myself if you're really that wimpy!
*walks to the sink, dampening a cloth and dabbing the cut, hissing at the pain*
*makes sure the cut is clean and runs water through the cloth till its clean*
Okay. Bandage please?
Cole: there is no cut Anna.. Why are you here?
Annabelle: Cole are you blind?? I know it's only shallow but it's still bad enough to need help!
Cole: I can't see anything !
Annabelle: what do you mean?? It's right there!
*points at it*
Cole: is this attention wanting? That's why your here? Cause you're lonely?
Annabelle: *growls*
I'm here because I was attacked in my own home while I slept and was hoping for some aid.
*snatches the bandages from him*
Which apparently you are unable to give.
*tries to unroll then but is struggling*
Cole: nothing happened, go home
Annabelle: are you serious? You want me to take the kids back to the place I was attacked??
*finally unrolls the bandages*
*uses her teeth and spare hand to wrap it around her wound carefully*
Cole: you're a single mother, it's hard I get it
Just don't go attention seeking. You're perfectly fine.
Annabelle: attention seeking? Cole for christ sake stop messing around!
*looks at him*
Have you seriously become this cold to me?
Cole: how am I supposed to feel?
Annabelle: *shakes her head*
Look, I'll stay out of your way just.. Can the kids stay here until I've at least made sure the house is safe now? I know Copper would appreciate the company. Hell, maybe you can get him to shift. He's been wolf since.. Well, since Justin..
Cold: okay, I'll baby sit
Annabelle: Thank you. I doubt they'll be much trouble, we're all exhausted. I'll be back as soon as I can be sure the house is safe okay?
Cole: got ya
Annabelle: *walks out, anger simmering slightly under the surface*
Jerk face..
*jogs through the forest back to her house*
Copper: *looks up at Cole from the corner*
Cole: hey buddy.. *crouches down* wanna go to bed?
*wherfd is belle?*
Belle: *high chair, asleep*
Copper: *dives at him the moment he's crouched down, yipping, standing on his*
Cole:*ruffles his fur* you need rest.. Come on *stands up and picks up belle*
Belle: *leans against him, fast asleep*
Copper: *is sat at his feet, looking up at him, waiting*
Cole: *scoops him up+ lets get you settled
Copper: *squirms in his arms*
*is used to running along beside, not being carried*
*nips at his ear*
*wants to play because he finally has someone to play with again*
Cole: later, young pup. Sleep then play
Copper: *growls playfully, nipping at his ear still*
*he isn't tired*
*he wants to play!*
Cole: I mean it, look at your sister
Copper: *looks at Belle*
*huffs, looking irritated but settling down a bit in Cole's arms*
Cole: *takes them into a newly created nursery*
*sets them down*
Copper: *immediately jumps out of the bed, crib*
*pads over to the corner, curling up there*
Cole: sure you want to sleep there?
Copper: *rests his head on his paws*
*whines*
*still wants to play*
Cole: go to sleep
Copper: *whines loudly*
*doesnt want to*
Cole: copper *sounds stern*
Copper: *huffs and closes his eyes obediently*
Annabelle: *reaches home, cautiously entering*
*sniffs gently but she can't find any new scents*
Cole: *ones he's asleep he goes back to bed*
Annabelle: *time skip a bit to when she's sure no one is in the house*
*and no one ever was*
*has spent the last few hours pacing, confused*
*finally, just as the sun is rising, knocks on Cole's door again*
Cole: *gets up and opens the door*
Annabelle: The house is safe.. I-I think..
*still looks confused*
I'm not really sure. There's no scent trail but.. The cut..
*looks at him, eyes begging*
Cole.. Can we stay here? Just for a few nights?
Cole: only for a few, no more
Annabelle: *nods*
Thank you.. I'm sure Copper will be thrilled to have some guys to play with for once.
*smiles at him apologetically and thankfully*
Cole: yes, it'll be nice
You can stay in the nursery with them
Annabelle: Thank you.
*moves inside awkwardly*
Um.. Where would that be?
Cole: upstairs, first door to the left
Annabelle: thanks.
*follows his directions and walks into the nursery*
*smiles at the sight of her little pup curled up in the corner like usual*
*yawns loudly, she's been up all night, and sits beside him, eyes drooped*
It's okay. You're safe here.
Cole: *foes back to bed for a little bit*
*time skip?*
*okay*
Annabelle: *is asleep again*
Copper: *scrabbles at the nursery door*
Cole: *he and eira are up*
*opens the nursery door*
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