Bad Moon Rising

[michaelxpierce]

sawyerkng‌:

“Looks like you could use some help with that. Sure someone’ll come by soon.”

            “Actually I’ve got it handled, but thanks for the input. Speaking of, what the hell are you doing in town King?”

[michaelxpierce]

trashbagransome‌:

“Could always put me through a refresher course – we all have doubts.”

           “By the sounds you’re in need of much more than a refresher.”

[michaelxpierce]

hcrperhq‌:

        Harper turned around to look at the familiar face, swallowing against the lump in her throat as she listened to the words coming from the male’s mouth. Doesn’t need to look like home. She sniffed and rubbed the back of her hand against her nose, to try and get away as much of the snot as possible as she didn’t want to look weak in front of Michael. Harper – home isn’t how a place looks it’s what you make it and of the people in it. “I know that,” she said and nodded, clearing her throat a little as she turned to look at everything. “It just… I grew up here, you know? I grew up to the ice cream shop down the street. Over there,” she said and pointed towards where the ice cream shop used to be. “I know I’m being a little pathetic, I just… I don’t know, guess I’m a little emotional right now,” she said and laughed softly. 

              He understood why she was upset, hell she wasn’t the only one mourning the loss of some shitty buildings within the town. Nevertheless he didn’t agree with it, nor would he encourage such emotion. If she were to be a decent hunter the sooner she learned to let go of her emotions the better off she would be. Least that was the way he saw it. That was the way he and Crawford had been taught, and she would be treated no differently. “That’s an understatement. Emotions will be what gets you killed Harper, so the sooner you learn to keep them in check. The better off you’ll be.” He remarked, taking a moment of silent contemplation as he though of his next words. “I won’t always be here to protect you, just like Crawford my time will come too.” Was he being hard on her, probably but it was for her own protection.

[michaelxpierce]

trashbagransome‌:

“Oh, so you’re in one of those moods huh? All that talk about coming together, well I think you should buy all of us a round. Seems fair if you ask me.”

         “Coming together makes it easier to network, and sub-sequentially kill. You should know fair is not in my vocabulary, Gullage.”

[michaelxpierce]

savannahpxrker‌:

The bubbling sensation beginning to streak up her arms was reason enough for Savannah to reach out, fingers gripping tightly at the sleeve of his jacket before tugging him in the direction of her apartment. Though she knew better than to invite him, at least not yet. God bless these small towns and their short distances. “Well lucky for you, I’m free all afternoon.” Though she wasn’t going to mention anything about her disappearing limbs to the man, it was a relief to be free from the spotlight of the busy sidewalk. At least now she could redirect her focus and keep herself in one darn piece. “If it helps, you look well, Michael.” 

But just as those very words escaped her lips, a trio of man ran past the pair, an arm pinning Savannah up against the brick walls as the other two went for Michael. It seemed the reports on the news had been right, violence was at an all-time high during the aftermath of the storm and they were its latest targets. 

                 “Right.” Was all the hunter could get out before he was seemingly being dragged down the street. The nurse was stronger than she looked, that much was a given. It was her next comment however that caught him off guard. Did he really look well, he certainly didn’t feel it, but looks could be deceiving and Michael did pride himself on his tools of deception and manipulation. However the male didn’t so much as get an opportunity to answer before the pair were interrupted but three men. Michael watched closely as she was pinned against the cold brick of the alleyway, his gaze met hers briefly before they returned to the two that stood before him, clearly undecided as to what it was they were going to do. “Clearly your mothers never taught you how to treat a woman.” He remarked, hands slowly raising in a fake surrender. “Now now boys, let’s not make any brash decision.” Michael added before he cocked his head in the direction of the male to his right, with a devilish grin he lunged in the others direction, grabbing for his arm so hard he could have sworn he heard the shoulder pop from its socket. He moved with the stealth of a soldier. Twisting hard he brought the males back against his chest, hand holding the others forearm in a viper like grip as his other hand held a knife to his throat. “Now I’d think twice before you make your next move.” He drawled in the direction of the third male, pressing the blade hard against his victims neck as blood began to slowly treacle down his neck. 

[michaelxpierce]

elcssedil‌:

“That guy’s stumbling around, with no shoes and singing Mary Poppins,” Minnie took the time to point out a man well past intoxicated with her thumb, “And I’m the one who’s drunk ? Fill her up, darling.”

           “Do I look like I work here?” The male remarked, from his position as he shot the woman a look of distaste. Watching the bartender go about serving other people in an attempt to ignore the brunette, he chuckled lightly to himself. “I think that’s there way of telling you you’ve been cut of, love.“

[michaelxpierce]

savannahpxrker‌:

“Are you talkin’ bout the storm y’all just had?” Savannah responds rather quickly, hands digging deeper into the denim of her shorts. This was a nightmare and not the kind where you’re standin’ in front of the class in nothin’ but your personals but the kind where you can’t seem to wake up and you keep runnin’ till you’re caught or dead. “Because you know we had worse storms back in Iraq and speakin’ of that…” Her tone remained a matter of fact as she did her best to calm the raging emotions inside, the panic streaking through her bloodstream as she worried ‘bout her arms disappearing into nothing right in front of Michael. “Where did you go?” Now was anything but the time for questions but she couldn’t help but demand answers, especially after all the lonely hours she’d spent awaiting a letter or something at least to know he was alright. “I thought something real awful had happened to you and that just isn’t fair when you’re clearly just fine.”

           “Take it as you will.” The soldier remarked, in truth he was talking about much more than the storm they had endured, nevertheless he wasn’t going to launch into the reasons East End was a terrible place straight off the bat. Besides, maybe she would have better experience than he and most others had. Michael nodded in response to her question, she was right --- it was unfair what he had done. But where was he to even start with explaining. “I had my reasons, believe me. And I’m more than happy to explain, just not here.” He wasn’t one to often speak of his past but when he did, he wasn’t going to do it in such an open public place.”

[michaelxpierce]

savannahpxrker‌:

“Jesus–” The expression quietly left her lips as she stared at him openly, crystalized hues drinking him in. “This has gotta be a dream.” Even as he spoke, she could hardly hear him and without realizing her actions, a hand rose to poke gently at his chest. Tempting reality to shatter into a fantasy just feet away from her. “Oh my God, you are real.” Pressing her lips together, she tried hiding the embarrassment that was now coloring her cheeks pink as her hand quickly dropped. “I’m sorry ‘bout that, I just thought…did you come lookin’ for me?” 

The odds were against her statement but it’d be a damn lie if she didn’t say a small part of her wasn’t hoping. “And Georgia isn’t too far, just down a few states.” As she spoke, an all too familiar tingling began in the tips of her fingers and an instant sinking within her chest. No, not now. But against her better hopes, she looked down out of the corner of her eye just as her fingers began disappearing into thin air. Frick.   

            Michael couldn’t help but offer a chuckle in return, her words sparking genuine amusement in his heavy set gaze. Her finger lightly prodding his chest he couldn’t help but cock a brow in her direction. Had she truly believed he had disappeared into oblivion on the battlefield or worse, died. Either way such a thought was an intriguing one. “Last I check I was, yes.” He returned, before offering a small shrug in response to her question. “No I uhm --- I live here, this is where I grew up actually.” He admitted, expression sober as his voice lowered in the hope that only she would hear him. “It’s far enough, not to mention a better place, a safer place for someone like you.” He was sure that would come out wrong, but it didn’t matter. East End was not the place for someone as pure and good as her. 

[michaelxpierce]

savannahpxrker‌:

Above her, the sun was shining brightly, even purposing that a storm hadn’t raged the little town of East End only a few days prior with ridiculous weather conditions. Which was why on that particular day, the blonde had decided to spend her few free hours exploring her new home. And it seemed with every twist and turn of the streets, she discovered new little things–such as how the business’s all seemed to color coordinate in one way or another and there was at least one bar on every street corner. It was quaint and though she didn’t feel quite at home yet, Savannah knew it was only a matter of time before she built a routine. But rather or not that routine would involve working forty plus hours a week was still up in the air. But as she rounded the next corner, gaze set upon a cute little bakery, she heard the familiar calling of her name and she turned almost on reaction. “Pardon me?” The caller was tall, his build strong yet that wasn’t what caught her attention, instead, it was the smaller details of his dark hues and quick stride towards her. They were the sorta details one couldn’t forget about another. “Michael…”

         Brows knitted into confusion and equal shock as the woman turned and his gaze finally came to trace over the whole of her features. A face he wouldn’t likely forget anytime soon if ever. Of his memories in the military she was the light within the darkness. Where he had experienced so much pain, through the loss of his comrade and best friend, only to be floored up with the loss of his little sister -- she had offered much fonder, happier memories. The woman whom had taught him a great deal in simply being kind. Only he had left her in the past only to be swallowed by the shroud of his own guilt. For Michael had been a broken man in those last few months on tour, a man he hoped she would never have to see. Nevertheless it didn’t make him feel any easier about the decision he had made to leave. So it was her --- perhaps it truly was a smaller world than one took comfort in. “You’re a little far from home aren’t you?” He queried, lips twitching into a rare smile as he acknowledged her. “What brings you to East End?” And as much as he hoped it was a fleeting visit for her own safety, he wouldn’t mention it.

[michaelxpierce]

               It was common for Michael to run when his mind was in a shambles. Having been confined in a room with people he wouldn’t have taken a second thought to kill in an instant had left him irritable to say the least. Yet not even the cool afternoon air seemed to help, music blasting in his ears he continued to jog his way down the pavement of the main street that would take him to his apartment. There weren’t a great number of people out about about, perhaps that was why a flash of blonde hair ahead caught his eye as quickly as it had. Only her side profile was illuminated by the afternoon sun, and yet it was all he needed to recognize her. It was rare that Michael would run into anyone from his military past without it being planned. But there she was, in all her glory the woman he had come to admire in more ways than one for her work in the field -- among other things. Slowing to a walk he approached her as he pulled the buds from his ears, “Savannah?” He called, still in obvious surprise that the blonde was in East End. @savannahpxrker

[michaelxpierce]

hcrperhq‌:

        Stepping out of the Tavern, it felt like Harper could actually breathe again. The four days that they had been locked up inside of the building, had definitely had quite the toll on everyone involved. What had happened outside though, had not been something she had expected though. A new group of supernatural beings had entered town and claimed their part in the horrible disaster that had left East End broken. She swallowed and her heart broke into a million pieces as she looked around at everyone, and for the first time in a long time, she didn’t think of everyone as a hunter or a supernatural being. 

        They were just people. Harper slowly started to move down the street, taking in all of the destruction that the wind and water had left behind and as she saw some of her favorite shops being ripped to shreds, Harper had to cover her parted mouth to prevent a soft gasp from leaving her lips. Not only had the storm taken memorable places and ripped it apart, it had also taken lives. Innocent lives. As she walked past a deceased man, she kept her gaze on the road ahead as she didn’t want to see it. Closing her eyes, Harper took a deep breath and stopped in the middle of the road. How on Earth were they going to be get through this? Would the community of East End rebuild or would it burn up in flames?

        Sniffing, she blinked as she felt someone approach her. Clearing her throat, she moved her hands to her face and rubbed her fingers against the pink-colored skin. A nervous laugh fell from her lips as her eyes locked with the person who had approached her. “I’m sorry. I just, this place doesn’t look like –,” she said and swallowed, “like home anymore.” 

           Of everything Michael had faced in his life, the one thing he had never nor would he ever do well with was emotion and feelings. The male simply avoided it at all costs. Being empathetic simply wasn’t in his nature which never helped his case, nor did others tend to respond in a positive manner to being told to take a harden up pill. Exhaling a heavy sigh his gaze landed upon a familiar figure stood in the middle of the road as he went about taking in the damage the storm had caused. “Doesn’t need to look like home.” He merely responded as his gaze landed upon her teary one. “Harper ---- home isn’t how a place looks it’s what you make it and of the people in it.”

[michaelxpierce]

trashbagransome‌:

“100 bucks says there will be a ban in those sissy drinks like the Hurricane or a Pina Colada. Pretty sure everyone’s about sick of rain and everything related.”

           “I would like to hope that our veteran bartenders know better than to cater to the emotionally unstable when it comes to drink names that may or may not hit a little close to home. I don’t know, foul weather seems to have a way of forcing people together, which can come in handy on occasion.”

[-grantward]

Grant Ward + Beard requested by killeanjones

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[michaelxpierce]

hcrperhq:

When the town had been told to evacuate, Harper hadn’t been able to bring any extra clothes, obviously, so as she had left the safety of her apartment, she had been wearing her grey sweatpants along with the matching over-sized, long-sleeved shirt. To begin with, she was pretty certain that it would just be a regular storm, so she didn’t think any of it, but then it picked up and soon, it was obvious that this was more than a rainstorm. On the bridge of her nose rested a pair of her glasses, as she had been reading, a book that she had to leave behind in her bedroom. Harper didn’t make it to either of the safe-zones; the clocktower or the fire-department though, so she decided to seek shelter at the Hangman’s Tavern and it seemed like she hadn’t been the only one doing so. Harper had been sitting on one of the chairs in the back of the tavern, listening to the rain slamming against the rooftop and walls surrounding them, when someone approached her space.

      “Please, sit! Make yourself at home. Seems like we’re stuck here for a while.”

         Michael exhaled a heavy sigh as he stood in front of one of the few windows. Gaze set on the raging storm beyond as he internally hoped it would soon come to an end. The male had never been much of a sociable person, nevertheless acquainted with crowded places. And the fact he was now locked up with a number of people on his hit list, it was fair to say relaxing was not apart of his plan. The hunter was relieved however when he laid eyes upon Harper, thankful she too had found safety, at the tavern. With a curt smile and shake of his head his gaze left hers to return to the goings on outside. “Thanks, but I don’t think I’ll be making myself at home any time soon.” He remarked, jaw tight as he remained still in place. 

[michaelxpierce]

winonarenwick:

“Yeah, I only moved here recently.” Now she wondered who were these friends in the right places she should try to be having. That and what kind of place needed friends in the right places to be safe. “I got a job here. I’m the new chef at Avanti’s. Kind of the only chef job I could find, so I took it.” 

         “It shows.” Michael remarked, there was no malice behind his words as lips twitched into something akin to a smile. “I suppose a congratulations is in order then, we always need more chefs around here. Seems it’s hard to find decent food at the best of times. Nevertheless, why here of all places?”

[michaelxpierce]

deliaxzhu:

Delia overheard the conversation Michael was having, interrupting with little care. So, of course, she was to stay out of everything happening around town, however that didn’t stop the traveler from inserting herself in business that wasn’t her own for the sake of knowledge, or gossip. It was mostly curiosity. “Do you just thrive on the chaos intensifying? Or is it some superiority complex of yours creeping out with this little new arrival or whatever announcement has everyone losing their shit?” 

    Michael couldn’t help but crack a smile at her comment.”Sweetheart if I had a superiority complex you would already know about it.” He added with a shake of his head. “And so what if I thrive on chaos?” Not that he cared, he was but a shadow of his former self, a broken shell composed of hatred and despair. And yet all the world saw was a monster in his form. “Don’t tell me, you’re scared by it all?”