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Cabin In The Woods | Henry & Adrian

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  Henry puffed up his cheeks. “Well howwas I supposed ta know? You’ve been grouchin’ around since I metcha, I thought you was an ass through and through…” He smirked playfully, retreating back to his blanket cocoon. “…But you did let me in your house, so you can’t be all bad. You’re prolly just pretendin’ to be mean.”

Henry decided he liked Adrian. He was weird, but he didn’t seem as psychotic as his first impression implied. He was hospitable, and that was always a good trait. Only good people are hospitable.

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It was all so uncharacteristic. Adrian felt a half of a grin perking onto his face, but he shook his head. "Yea, pretendin'," he agreed sarcastically. The corpse buried in the woods of the cabin's previous owner disagreed. But was he really mean, he wondered? Did killing make him a mean person?

Stowing the thought away for later, Adrian turned, arms folding over his chest. "Lemme tell you, kid, not all people you tink is nice is nice. I ain't nice. You just an exception, 'cos is cold."

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  She couldn’t help but let a chuckle escape her lips, shoot her her said? Who would be dumb enough to use a shotgun to kill someone when he is pretty much the only one that hunts in Pageson, not even he was that stupid, she looked up at him “The woods do not belong to you and I doubt you’ll shoot me, you may be many things but a killer I doubt it.” As she finished uttering her last word she got up and tapped her pants to get rid of any leaves that stuck to her “Well Mr. Troll, show me the bridge you live under, I might as well finish my book in your house while you attempt hunting, you won’t mind now would you?” She said tapping his shoulder passing by him plastering a smile on her face, she wasn’t ready to go back to town and accidentally bump into someone she doesn’t wish to converse with yet.

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Rage bubbled up fast in his veins. Yes, they did belong to him, and they had for years, at least, in Adrian's mind. 

Whipping around swiftly, his gun raised in a fluid motion. All at once, he shouldered the gun, finger pressing gently on the trigger. The bullet lodged itself into the tree nearest the girl's head, the spray of the shattered bark shooting against her face.

"You wan' say tat 'gain?" He growled slowly, gun still raised.

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Cabin In The Woods | Henry & Adrian

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  Henry smiled wider and wider through Adrian’s explaination, chuckling under his breath. He thought it was funny, the way he talked, though he was sure he wouldn’t be allowed to stay much longer if Adrian heard him laughing at him. ”…Ya know, I don’t think you’re as good at English as I thought. Maybe you can keep speaking, uh, whaddya say? French? Keep speakin’ french… I’ll just use, uh… context clues… I guess…” Henry shuffled his blanketed self closer to the fire that was finally growing big enough to give off heat. Thank God for heat. Maybe now his teeth would stop chattering. “…Could I have some tea too? Please? It sounds nice! …’N hot…”

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Was he smiling? Was that a smirk touching his lips? Was that feeling in his chest amusement, directed at Henry?

Shifting his weight, he tried to hide the bubbling of laughter he felt wanting out of his chest, and he folded his arms. He refused to let himself look weak, but ti was the middle of the night, and he had had had a nightmare. He felt inexplicably lonely, and there was no shame in laughing happily, was there? The kid didn't solve the loneliness at all, but perhaps his company would do Adrian some good.

"Who you tink I'm makin' et for?" He demanded, the tone lighter than he intended. "I'll admit I'm an ass. But I ain't selfish."

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Cabin In The Woods | Henry & Adrian

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  "You’re from the swamps?" Henry parroted, grinning brightly. Now this was new. Adrian was opening up, sorta. At least he was saying things about himself. "My family’s from down there, though I can’t say the same for me. I’m more from… everywhere. I guess. What’re you doin’ around here then? It’s kind of a long way from home, ain’t it? Does your family still live there? That’s an awfully long trip come holiday season…"

His eyes followed Adrian around the room. “Whatcha doin’ now? You makin’ somethin’? Whatcha makin’?” He hoped he was making something. He hoped it was something warm. His shivers weren’t gone yet.

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He gave a slow nod in response, working to make hot tea. No part of him earnestly cared about the kid's history. What did his history matter when he was in twelve pieces and burning into ash? Still, Adrian held his tongue. It was cold, it was raining, and he hadn't done anything really wrong. Yet.

"I'm makin' le thé. Euh, tea. Y'know, t'drink." A brief expression of blanched insecurity flashed across his face, concerned that his English was failing deeply enough that the Cajun in him was trampling over the few years of junior high and high school he had muddled through. "I'm a for-a-ger." He struggled to pronounce his words clearly. "I make a blend of wile' plants, n' make tea wit'em each season. Right now, is mostly, euh...citron...lemon balm? And...rass-berries, n' meadowsweet."

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ooc

Sorry for the long hiatus, darlings! I've been fighting some family issues and some fantastic midterms (college is fun [sarccasm intended]) but around this weekend-time, I should be around more often! I'm also thinking of scooping up Jace Jay now that I'm back.

Also, I wanted to urge people to plot with Adrian! Because he's such a grump and he doesn't go into town much to do anything that isn't illegal, it's a ltitle difficult to just jump on other's starters. I don't bite! I'd love to plot with any and all of you! Adrian needs friends, but I like doing unfriendly plots too! And if you ever get tired of your character, there is a dangerous psychopath lurking around the woods...(Adrian can always murder a character if you want him to!)

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Cabin In The Woods | Henry & Adrian

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  "Encha-hwah?" Henry asked, poking his face out of his blanket caccoon, He didn’t think he knew that word. He hoped it was because it was actually in another language and not because he just wasn’t a very strong student. "You say lotsa words like that, sir… Whacha sayin’? And why not say ‘em in English? You obviously gotta good grip on it… And why do you live out here? Do you like it out here? ‘Cause I know you know it’s haunted, and I know that that’s just askin’ for trouble…"

Henry had no idea if his questions were annoying or not. He was just happy to have a conversation partner and a blanket, even if the blanket smelled weird and the conversation partner was a little grumpy and sometimes called him names.

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"Enchantee," he repeated. He whipped around to look at Henry, then crossed to the stove. "Is French. Means, euh...en-chan-ted, like a greetin'. I'm from Lou'siana, in t'swamp."

There were too many questions to keep up with, and so he left it at that, lighting the stove to make tea.

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  "Say all you want but I doubt your words can scare me, I am not easily frighten." She retorted back to him closing the book that laid in her lap. "True but if your business is none of mine then why should mine be any of yours? Fact of the matter is, I like the woods very much so and I will keep on coming here as I please. The fact that people are so scared of coming here is what is appealing to me, I’m sure you can sympathize or else why would you choose to live i the woods  secluded from the world if you didn’t like isolation?" She didn’t feel the need to put on her mask in front of him, she doubted he’ll run his mouth, he didn’t seem the type to gossip to begin with.

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His teeth ground together in his jaw. Education hadn't ever been a strongpoint for him, and the poetry of her words were lost on him. 

Grip tightening on his gun, Adrian stared her in the eyes. "F'you in t'woods, is my business. Now git out, 'fore I shoot you."

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Cabin In The Woods | Henry & Adrian

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  "But I like it out here! Well, not… here here. It’s spooky out here… But by where the lake is? I’d live there. I like it there. i like that place better than my house.” Henry said, wrapping the blanket around himself and letting out a muffled “thank you” through the thick fabric. “And, yeah i was following a cat! I was following’ her last time we met, too! I see her all the time on the road by the woods, but she’s kinda cautious so she won’t let me near her. I’m worried about her though! She’s got a litter comin’ soon, I can tell. So I was hoping maybe to find out where she’s been staying so I could bring her somethin’. Make friends with her. Maybe take her back home so I can make sure she’s healthy ‘n everything’.”

“‘S Rivers. Henry Rivers.” Henry said, nodding his head in greeting. “It’s a pleasure, sir! And whaddya they call you?”

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A cat.

It seemed so innocent of an excuse, so much so that Adrian really had no choice but to believe the poor kid. He wouldn't put it past him, actually, after having seen him a couple of times.

Shoving pieces of chopped wood into the fireplace, he struck a match, waiting for it to catch to the kindling. A bright light entered the room, and Adrian stood with a sigh.

Nodding in response to the other's name, he gave a tired smirk. Was it alright to give his name? The fireplace came to mind again -- Henry wasn't too big to stuff into the fireplace, and once he wasn't whole, well, he really wouldn't be all that big.

"Adrian," he offered simply. "Is, eh...well, enchantee."

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Cabin In The Woods | Henry & Adrian

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  "I won’t! I promise! I’ll be quiet!" Henry said, putting a finger to his lips, grinning. He wasn’t sure how he felt about the stranger, he was big, and scary, but he seemed hospitable. He was sure the knife thing was probably some sort of scare tactic, anyway/ It wasn’t like there was an actual psycho in the Hanging Woods. "It’s a really cool place. I wish I lived somewhere like this!"

He silently hoped Adrian would start that fire soon. He was shivering something awful, and it showed no sign of stopping soon.

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The kid was going to be the death of him. Eyes sliding closed, Adrian let out a deep sigh. He crossed the room to a small closet, extracting a blanket which he promptly tossed at the young man.

"No, you don'," he ground out, moving then to the fireplace. He could stuff the kid's body in here, if he caused too much of an issue. Pigs would eat the bones. Metal could be melted to make more bullets. "Was you really followin' a cat? Ah, no, act'lly -- wha's you name, kid?"

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Cabin In The Woods | Henry & Adrian

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  "R-really? You will! U-uh, thank you! Thank you so much!" Henry cried, hurrying past Adrian and into the little cabin. Even without a fire, it already felt warmer inside, out of the way of the wind. He was still shivering, but it was an improvement. Henry’s eyes darted around, surveying everything about the tiny home. "Really, you’re the best, I can’t thank you enough! And I’m sorry for bothering you yesterday, really! I didn’t mean it! Wow, do you live here? It’s so rustic!"

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Standing behind the door, Adrian's fingers pinched at the bridge of his nose. What was he doing, letting a child in his home so late at night? The idea of taking his life seemed so enticing.

But the kid had nothing to offer.

"Don' overstay you welcome, bon?" He drawled, turning to face him as the door shut. "N' yea, I live here. It ain't rustic. Is functional."

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  "And next you are going to say when night falls zombies are going to emerge from the grave. Anyway even if ghosts did exist, we can all use a friendly ghost like dear Casper." she said as she head a single leaf twirling it around, watching the motion of it. "Anyway, I like the woods, I like how peaceful it can be and the fact most are scared of this place, lord knew why, makes it even more appealing to me." ‘One of the only place where I’m sure to not bump into Meg or Adam’ she though to herself. "What about you, what are you doing roaming the woods?" She asked, her field of vision leaving the leaves to the man standing above her.

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"Yea, I am." Irritation crept into Adrian's voice. He took a step toward her. "It ain't peaceful 'ere. N' what I'm doin' ain't none you bus'niss."

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Cabin In The Woods | Henry & Adrian

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  "O-oh! It’s you, sir! A-again, sir…Uh, uh, well, um… You see, I was following a cat, and I didn’t really know where we were going, and then it started raining so I was running, and the kitty was too and now… W-well, I’m really wet, and cold, and I fell down so i’m sorta muddy— A-and I lost the kitty out there! But I’m sure he’s fine, he looked pretty well-ft, and, uh, I guess you can help me, sorta, if you want, sir, uh…" He stopped, biting his lip. Maybe that wasn’t the best way to explain it. But he was very lost and very cold and very scared of the very dark forest, and he was more than happy to have company again. The cat he was so happily following had darted off into the darkness and left him to rot in the cold, wet woods. "C-could I come in for a little bit…? At least to dry off a bit…"

He was tracking mud all over the stranger’s porch, and he was soaked to bone in icy rain, and was generally just a pitiful sight all together.

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Wetting his lips, Adrian stared for a long moment. He recognized the kid from a few days before, but he couldn't quite place a name, only that he had been annoying.

"I ain't seen any cats," he let out in a sigh. Still, without thought, Adrian stood off to one side. What was he doing? Any other time, he would have just shot the kid and buried him out back.

Jaw grinding together, he rubbed at his eyes. "I'll start a fire."

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Cabin In The Woods | Adrian & Evangeline

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  The screaming at the inn had become too much for Evangeline to handle. While she liked to think - no, liked knowing - that she was a strong girl, there was only so much even the strongest could handle. And tonight, as her father screamed at her for daring to find some money on the ground and his spittle hitting her face as he did so, she just couldn’t deal with it.

She ran out into the rain, not caring if it soaked her to the bone and started off towards the woods. It was the only place that she could go to be truly alone when she needed it. She shivered slightly as the rain pressed her shirt against her body, letting her truly embrace the chilliness that it brought. She saw a flash of lightning that illuminated Adrian’s house and she stopped for a second before turning and making her over to it. She knocked once, hoping that he would be awake to answer it.

When he didn’t, she knocked again, only louder and she was just about to turn and find some other form of shelter when she saw the door crack just slightly.

"I needed somewhere to go," she said nonchalantly before looking up at him.

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Evangeline.

The moment he heard her voice, a familiar sound, he let the door swing open all the way. Light glittered off his arms from the cold sweat of his nightmares, but he neverminded it. There were few people he cared about in the world, and she was one of them.

"You found somewhere," he drawled absently, standing aside to give her space to come in. What was going on in her mind? What had she dealt with tonight? She looked nearly drenched to the bone.

"C'mon in, cher. I's jus' 'bout t'make some coffee. Want some?"

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Cabin In The Woods | Open

He did not want nor expect visitors at all hours of the night. It seemed, however, that this was what he was cursed to have. Another nightmare had plagued his sleep, regardless, and he had only just gotten up and cleaned himself from the foul nausea that had soured his stomach. It wasn’t as much trouble as Adrian wanted it to be.

Listening, momentarily to the heavy rain in the darkness outside his chilly cabin, the young Cajun man stood in his tanktop and shorts, holding himself in idly, empty thought. He felt irritation in his spine that someone had found his home. Maybe if he waited long enough, they would go away.

But he heard the knock again, the quick rap of someone caught in the rain in the Hanging Woods, and with a dark sigh and a swear in French, he strode forward, taking up his shotgun.

He opened up the door, just a crack, peering through it.

“C’n I ‘elp you?”

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ooc; I am so sorry I've been gone, guys! I've been battling a migraine for the last two weeks and it really kicked my butt here recently. At this point, I've forgotten what threads I had going...If I haven't yet replied to our thread and you were super into it and want me to keep it going, or want your character to interact with Adrian expressly again, or if you just want to plot, please feel free to send me a message! Otherwise I will be posting a new starter sometime tonight.