Elliot Cooper

Supernatural roleplay blog. Open to crossover. Multiverse, probably. Please read rules and bio first before interaction!

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Elliot had been listening to some idiot on the phone about the case she was on, walking with cup of coffee in other hand. "So is this Keane guy gonna be helpful or no-" she didn't pay attention, coffee meeting the shirt of the man she bumped into. She hung up, "oh my god. I'm so sorry." -notthecujoyourelookingfor

As Marcus was walking down the street, he was on his way to the motel he was staying. Sure he had a truck…Tomas’s truck but he liked to just walk when he could. Coming around a corner he was met with a cup of coffee, and someone bumping into him. He wasn’t overly angry, but he wasn’t happy either as he stared at them “Well, I wanted coffee, but this wasn’t what I had in mind…” he finally spoke as he looked to them

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Once they made their way to the destination, Marcus heard the dog alerting them “Looks like we are at the right place, Tomas. Dogs are naturals at feeling what we eventually see….” he spoke with a smile as Tomas seemed to roll his eyes. 

Getting out of the truck, he went towards the bed of it to grab his bag “Its a nasty demon and believe me its not going to be around long. Not once we both get in there…” he spoke as he petted the dog and smiled 

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

She let her growls die out, knowing he was trying to comfort her. A demon would see right through her though and know exactly what she was so she had to figure something out and fast. She jumped out of the truck, heading into the building after managing to nudge the door open. She hoped she wasn’t going to screw up this guys perception of dogs since he seemed to love them so much.

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Marcus watched as the the dog seemed to lead the way, and Tomas seemed almost amused “Of course the dog that likes you turns out to be some sort of exorcist in the making…” he teased as Marcus made a face and followed the dog now “Hush Tomas, its leading us straight to it. Better then searching around this abandoned building and looking for the homeless person with a demon in it as most mental illnesses could act as such…” Tomas couldn’t help but nod as without the dog it would have been a needle in a haystack and the dog was more acute and seemed to be on the trail and soon Tomas stopped complaining and just followed them both

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

She ran ahead on purpose, running into the confession booth and shifting before changing into clothes she had left there for her. It had that musky church smell, Elliot sighing at the familiarity of ugly pews and dusty hymnal pages. She had lived here a few times, the nuns passing placing a blanket over her and leaving her to sleep. People were kinder to dogs, she knew that. She walked out of the confession booth.

“You. Coffee man.” she said upon spotting him, knowing she had a part to play now. “What are you doing here?”

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Marcus at some point had lost sight of the dog as he and Tomas were searching for it now curious of where it had gone but finding nothing but a very run down church around them. 

As he was about to look off in another direction, Marcus heard the familiar voice speak to him “I could ask you the same…” came his retot as he looked at her “Tomas, meet the one who ran into me earlier and dirtied my shirt…” he spoke with his eyes rolling 

Now he was curious, as they knew there was a demon about and soon could hear the telltale signs of it “I am after a demon bastard, and if you know whats good for you. You will let myself and Father Tomas deal with it….” he spoke, but eyed her very suspiciously as he was really wondering how she was here…

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

"Do your collars give you automatic right? I lived in this church before it was rundown...I knew the priests and nuns by first name." She said with a slight frown, touching the chipped wood of one of the pews.

"They killed them all. There are multiple demons and they have destroyed my own home." She said with a slight glare. "My name is Elliot and I...I need your help. I'm deathly allergic to silver and the demons know that..."

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Elliot had been listening to some idiot on the phone about the case she was on, walking with cup of coffee in other hand. "So is this Keane guy gonna be helpful or no-" she didn't pay attention, coffee meeting the shirt of the man she bumped into. She hung up, "oh my god. I'm so sorry." -notthecujoyourelookingfor

As Marcus was walking down the street, he was on his way to the motel he was staying. Sure he had a truck…Tomas’s truck but he liked to just walk when he could. Coming around a corner he was met with a cup of coffee, and someone bumping into him. He wasn’t overly angry, but he wasn’t happy either as he stared at them “Well, I wanted coffee, but this wasn’t what I had in mind…” he finally spoke as he looked to them

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Once they made their way to the destination, Marcus heard the dog alerting them “Looks like we are at the right place, Tomas. Dogs are naturals at feeling what we eventually see….” he spoke with a smile as Tomas seemed to roll his eyes. 

Getting out of the truck, he went towards the bed of it to grab his bag “Its a nasty demon and believe me its not going to be around long. Not once we both get in there…” he spoke as he petted the dog and smiled 

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

She let her growls die out, knowing he was trying to comfort her. A demon would see right through her though and know exactly what she was so she had to figure something out and fast. She jumped out of the truck, heading into the building after managing to nudge the door open. She hoped she wasn’t going to screw up this guys perception of dogs since he seemed to love them so much.

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Marcus watched as the the dog seemed to lead the way, and Tomas seemed almost amused “Of course the dog that likes you turns out to be some sort of exorcist in the making…” he teased as Marcus made a face and followed the dog now “Hush Tomas, its leading us straight to it. Better then searching around this abandoned building and looking for the homeless person with a demon in it as most mental illnesses could act as such…” Tomas couldn’t help but nod as without the dog it would have been a needle in a haystack and the dog was more acute and seemed to be on the trail and soon Tomas stopped complaining and just followed them both

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

She ran ahead on purpose, running into the confession booth and shifting before changing into clothes she had left there for her. It had that musky church smell, Elliot sighing at the familiarity of ugly pews and dusty hymnal pages. She had lived here a few times, the nuns passing placing a blanket over her and leaving her to sleep. People were kinder to dogs, she knew that. She walked out of the confession booth.

"You. Coffee man." she said upon spotting him, knowing she had a part to play now. "What are you doing here?"

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Elliot had been listening to some idiot on the phone about the case she was on, walking with cup of coffee in other hand. "So is this Keane guy gonna be helpful or no-" she didn't pay attention, coffee meeting the shirt of the man she bumped into. She hung up, "oh my god. I'm so sorry." -notthecujoyourelookingfor

As Marcus was walking down the street, he was on his way to the motel he was staying. Sure he had a truck…Tomas’s truck but he liked to just walk when he could. Coming around a corner he was met with a cup of coffee, and someone bumping into him. He wasn’t overly angry, but he wasn’t happy either as he stared at them “Well, I wanted coffee, but this wasn’t what I had in mind…” he finally spoke as he looked to them

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Once they made their way to the destination, Marcus heard the dog alerting them “Looks like we are at the right place, Tomas. Dogs are naturals at feeling what we eventually see….” he spoke with a smile as Tomas seemed to roll his eyes. 

Getting out of the truck, he went towards the bed of it to grab his bag “Its a nasty demon and believe me its not going to be around long. Not once we both get in there…” he spoke as he petted the dog and smiled 

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

She let her growls die out, knowing he was trying to comfort her. A demon would see right through her though and know exactly what she was so she had to figure something out and fast. She jumped out of the truck, heading into the building after managing to nudge the door open. She hoped she wasn't going to screw up this guys perception of dogs since he seemed to love them so much.

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Elliot had been listening to some idiot on the phone about the case she was on, walking with cup of coffee in other hand. "So is this Keane guy gonna be helpful or no-" she didn't pay attention, coffee meeting the shirt of the man she bumped into. She hung up, "oh my god. I'm so sorry." -notthecujoyourelookingfor

As Marcus was walking down the street, he was on his way to the motel he was staying. Sure he had a truck…Tomas’s truck but he liked to just walk when he could. Coming around a corner he was met with a cup of coffee, and someone bumping into him. He wasn’t overly angry, but he wasn’t happy either as he stared at them “Well, I wanted coffee, but this wasn’t what I had in mind…” he finally spoke as he looked to them

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot opened her mouth and then closed it again, unsure what to say. People were very angry and easily offended creatures usually but he seemed only mildly bothered. “Uh I could buy you that cup of coffee as an apology. Although I’m not sure that’s the proper way to apologise for spilling coffee on someone but the world is strange.”

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Marcus seemed to roll his eyes “Its fine, I’ll just continue to my motel room and find another shirt to put on…” he said finally as he realized the shirt he had on was completely soaked through “Just go about your day, and forget this ever happened…” he spoke as he seemed to be in a hurry to go somewhere

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot gave a nod, noticing his sense of urgency. “Well again I apologize and I hope you don’t let this ruin your day. Have a good one.” She walks off around the corner and down an alley then, quickly switching to her canine form before deciding to follow this man and his scent, curiosity getting the better of her. She kept a careful distance, acting like a stray just following the crowd. Some people seemed wary of a husky just roaming but she didn’t seem to care in this particular moment.

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Marcus started to move through the crowds and soon broke off a side alley to make it towards the motel he was staying at. He quickly moved inside the room shouting Tomas and soon an accent could be heard. He was speaking to him and telling him they had to go, they were needed elsewhere and soon to be compromised. His voice still urgent as he was getting his things together quickly and taking off the coffee stained shirt which Tomas questioned and replacing it with a new shirt “There are more important things to worry about Tomas, then coffee stains and dirty t-shirts….” he seemed to snarkily comment for moving out of the room and starting to pack the truck

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

She barked and growled before whimpering slightly and taking a step back, just trying to get their attention now. She knew she would have to make herself known to get into that truck.

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

As Marcus threw a few things in the truck, he heard a dog barking. His eyes moved to find it and noticed a husky staring at him trying to get his attention. He moved closer to it as he always enjoyed dogs for the way they would alert him to demonic activity “Hello there, are you lost?” he asked it as he looked into its eyes “You haven’t see anything strange around you have you?” he asked her as if she’d talk back to him 

It was then Tomas had come out and had his stuff and spoke to Marcus “So you can hurry me out to a case, and cut my shower short but when it comes to stray you can take your time?” he asked as he was slightly teasing Marcus “Shut up Tomas…” he spoke as he was still knelt down and trying to pet the husky “He has no clue what its like to be a stray and living on the streets. He’s always had a home to go to…” to which Tomas heard and glared as he was getting in and getting ready to start the truck

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot cocked her head to the side at that, anything strange? How much of the supernatural was this man aware of and would explaining who she was make sense or just get her in trouble? He didn’t have the soul of a cold blooded murderer, she could sense that and she hoped her gut feeling wasn’t wrong. She whimpered slightly at the stray comment in hopes of conveying she understood. It had been so long since she had been with her pack but she refused to murder innocent people for her needs.

Without her pack, she was homeless for a while until she was able to get a job and somehow pull her life together enough. She barked and ran over to the truck, jumping in the bed and laying down. It was a bold move, she knew that but how could someone say no to a stray?

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

As Marcus was speaking to the husky, his head tilted slightly as he almost seemed to understand her. There was something strange going on. As Tomas told him to get inside, he noticed the husky jumped in too “Looks like we have company…” Marcus spoke as Tomas looked in the rearview and noticed the dog “what are we supposed to do with a dog? What will the church say about two priests and a dog?” he asked as Marcus wasn’t in the mood to correct him “Just think of it this way Tomas, even though we have an address, we have natures beacon. As soon as we are close enough, I’m sure she’ll start barking…” Tomas just shook his head and started to drive off and muttered to the dog to hang on for the ride as he wasn’t slowing his driving for her as Marcus just laughed as he was being ridiculous 

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot barked at that to agree before curling up in a ball in the back. She was hoping to never have to explain how a human could be a dog. Her plan was to run as soon as she could in dog form and never see this man again. She didn't get attached to people, she couldn't. Just as the truck was slowing down, she stood at attention and began to growl.

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Elliot had been listening to some idiot on the phone about the case she was on, walking with cup of coffee in other hand. "So is this Keane guy gonna be helpful or no-" she didn't pay attention, coffee meeting the shirt of the man she bumped into. She hung up, "oh my god. I'm so sorry." -notthecujoyourelookingfor

As Marcus was walking down the street, he was on his way to the motel he was staying. Sure he had a truck…Tomas’s truck but he liked to just walk when he could. Coming around a corner he was met with a cup of coffee, and someone bumping into him. He wasn’t overly angry, but he wasn’t happy either as he stared at them “Well, I wanted coffee, but this wasn’t what I had in mind…” he finally spoke as he looked to them

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot opened her mouth and then closed it again, unsure what to say. People were very angry and easily offended creatures usually but he seemed only mildly bothered. “Uh I could buy you that cup of coffee as an apology. Although I’m not sure that’s the proper way to apologise for spilling coffee on someone but the world is strange.”

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Marcus seemed to roll his eyes “Its fine, I’ll just continue to my motel room and find another shirt to put on…” he said finally as he realized the shirt he had on was completely soaked through “Just go about your day, and forget this ever happened…” he spoke as he seemed to be in a hurry to go somewhere

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot gave a nod, noticing his sense of urgency. “Well again I apologize and I hope you don’t let this ruin your day. Have a good one.” She walks off around the corner and down an alley then, quickly switching to her canine form before deciding to follow this man and his scent, curiosity getting the better of her. She kept a careful distance, acting like a stray just following the crowd. Some people seemed wary of a husky just roaming but she didn’t seem to care in this particular moment.

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Marcus started to move through the crowds and soon broke off a side alley to make it towards the motel he was staying at. He quickly moved inside the room shouting Tomas and soon an accent could be heard. He was speaking to him and telling him they had to go, they were needed elsewhere and soon to be compromised. His voice still urgent as he was getting his things together quickly and taking off the coffee stained shirt which Tomas questioned and replacing it with a new shirt “There are more important things to worry about Tomas, then coffee stains and dirty t-shirts….” he seemed to snarkily comment for moving out of the room and starting to pack the truck

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

She barked and growled before whimpering slightly and taking a step back, just trying to get their attention now. She knew she would have to make herself known to get into that truck.

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

As Marcus threw a few things in the truck, he heard a dog barking. His eyes moved to find it and noticed a husky staring at him trying to get his attention. He moved closer to it as he always enjoyed dogs for the way they would alert him to demonic activity “Hello there, are you lost?” he asked it as he looked into its eyes “You haven’t see anything strange around you have you?” he asked her as if she’d talk back to him 

It was then Tomas had come out and had his stuff and spoke to Marcus “So you can hurry me out to a case, and cut my shower short but when it comes to stray you can take your time?” he asked as he was slightly teasing Marcus “Shut up Tomas…” he spoke as he was still knelt down and trying to pet the husky “He has no clue what its like to be a stray and living on the streets. He’s always had a home to go to…” to which Tomas heard and glared as he was getting in and getting ready to start the truck

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot cocked her head to the side at that, anything strange? How much of the supernatural was this man aware of and would explaining who she was make sense or just get her in trouble? He didn't have the soul of a cold blooded murderer, she could sense that and she hoped her gut feeling wasn't wrong. She whimpered slightly at the stray comment in hopes of conveying she understood. It had been so long since she had been with her pack but she refused to murder innocent people for her needs.

Without her pack, she was homeless for a while until she was able to get a job and somehow pull her life together enough. She barked and ran over to the truck, jumping in the bed and laying down. It was a bold move, she knew that but how could someone say no to a stray?

[fourforyouodo]

I’m Gonna Be (500 miles) is honestly just such a pure, solid good song. The lyrics are cute af and actually resemble a long-term committed and happy relationship and to top it all off you can scream ‘DAHDADADA’ and the top of your lungs in a pub and someone will scream it back to you. 

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Elliot had been listening to some idiot on the phone about the case she was on, walking with cup of coffee in other hand. "So is this Keane guy gonna be helpful or no-" she didn't pay attention, coffee meeting the shirt of the man she bumped into. She hung up, "oh my god. I'm so sorry." -notthecujoyourelookingfor

As Marcus was walking down the street, he was on his way to the motel he was staying. Sure he had a truck…Tomas’s truck but he liked to just walk when he could. Coming around a corner he was met with a cup of coffee, and someone bumping into him. He wasn’t overly angry, but he wasn’t happy either as he stared at them “Well, I wanted coffee, but this wasn’t what I had in mind…” he finally spoke as he looked to them

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot opened her mouth and then closed it again, unsure what to say. People were very angry and easily offended creatures usually but he seemed only mildly bothered. “Uh I could buy you that cup of coffee as an apology. Although I’m not sure that’s the proper way to apologise for spilling coffee on someone but the world is strange.”

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Marcus seemed to roll his eyes “Its fine, I’ll just continue to my motel room and find another shirt to put on…” he said finally as he realized the shirt he had on was completely soaked through “Just go about your day, and forget this ever happened…” he spoke as he seemed to be in a hurry to go somewhere

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot gave a nod, noticing his sense of urgency. “Well again I apologize and I hope you don’t let this ruin your day. Have a good one.” She walks off around the corner and down an alley then, quickly switching to her canine form before deciding to follow this man and his scent, curiosity getting the better of her. She kept a careful distance, acting like a stray just following the crowd. Some people seemed wary of a husky just roaming but she didn’t seem to care in this particular moment.

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Marcus started to move through the crowds and soon broke off a side alley to make it towards the motel he was staying at. He quickly moved inside the room shouting Tomas and soon an accent could be heard. He was speaking to him and telling him they had to go, they were needed elsewhere and soon to be compromised. His voice still urgent as he was getting his things together quickly and taking off the coffee stained shirt which Tomas questioned and replacing it with a new shirt “There are more important things to worry about Tomas, then coffee stains and dirty t-shirts….” he seemed to snarkily comment for moving out of the room and starting to pack the truck

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

She barked and growled before whimpering slightly and taking a step back, just trying to get their attention now. She knew she would have to make herself known to get into that truck.

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Elliot had been listening to some idiot on the phone about the case she was on, walking with cup of coffee in other hand. "So is this Keane guy gonna be helpful or no-" she didn't pay attention, coffee meeting the shirt of the man she bumped into. She hung up, "oh my god. I'm so sorry." -notthecujoyourelookingfor

As Marcus was walking down the street, he was on his way to the motel he was staying. Sure he had a truck…Tomas’s truck but he liked to just walk when he could. Coming around a corner he was met with a cup of coffee, and someone bumping into him. He wasn’t overly angry, but he wasn’t happy either as he stared at them “Well, I wanted coffee, but this wasn’t what I had in mind…” he finally spoke as he looked to them

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot opened her mouth and then closed it again, unsure what to say. People were very angry and easily offended creatures usually but he seemed only mildly bothered. “Uh I could buy you that cup of coffee as an apology. Although I’m not sure that’s the proper way to apologise for spilling coffee on someone but the world is strange.”

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Marcus seemed to roll his eyes “Its fine, I’ll just continue to my motel room and find another shirt to put on…” he said finally as he realized the shirt he had on was completely soaked through “Just go about your day, and forget this ever happened…” he spoke as he seemed to be in a hurry to go somewhere

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot gave a nod, noticing his sense of urgency. "Well again I apologize and I hope you don't let this ruin your day. Have a good one." She walks off around the corner and down an alley then, quickly switching to her canine form before deciding to follow this man and his scent, curiosity getting the better of her. She kept a careful distance, acting like a stray just following the crowd. Some people seemed wary of a husky just roaming but she didn't seem to care in this particular moment.

[fatherxmarcusxkeane]

Elliot had been listening to some idiot on the phone about the case she was on, walking with cup of coffee in other hand. "So is this Keane guy gonna be helpful or no-" she didn't pay attention, coffee meeting the shirt of the man she bumped into. She hung up, "oh my god. I'm so sorry." -notthecujoyourelookingfor

As Marcus was walking down the street, he was on his way to the motel he was staying. Sure he had a truck…Tomas’s truck but he liked to just walk when he could. Coming around a corner he was met with a cup of coffee, and someone bumping into him. He wasn’t overly angry, but he wasn’t happy either as he stared at them “Well, I wanted coffee, but this wasn’t what I had in mind…” he finally spoke as he looked to them

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot opened her mouth and then closed it again, unsure what to say. People were very angry and easily offended creatures usually but he seemed only mildly bothered. "Uh I could buy you that cup of coffee as an apology. Although I'm not sure that's the proper way to apologise for spilling coffee on someone but the world is strange."

[horrificmemes]

Send me 🔪 to put a knife to my muse’s throat and see how they react.

[dean-the-lost-boy-winchester]

She approached him carefully in her human form, hood up and shaking hands clasped together as she did so. The bar was pretty much empty save it three other patrons and the bartender. "Dean Winchester?" She asked softly. He was to be feared by monsters like her but she didn't fear him...just weary of people as of late. Things were getting bad in this town... -notthecujoyourelookingfor

Dean had had a long day as usual, his job always wore on him and it seemed when it was quiet it bothered him the most. Lost in his thoughts he looked at the woman in a cloak and raised a brow “I might be, who are you?” he spoke finally fully looking at her as he still drank his whiskey

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

"Rambling On isn't a bad song but can't say I've heard the other one. I used to have a record player." She said before feeling the bumpy road. "Understand. You've gotta keep yourself safe." She said with a nod.

"What about The Beatles?" She asked. Music was a safe and calm topic for now, a neutral one.

[s-amwinchester-archive]

❝ Nice job breaking it, hero. ❞ -notthecujoyourelookingfor

“Oh, yeah, like you helped a ton.”

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

"Where do you keep all of that sass? Your hair?" Elliot asked, rolling her eyes before picking up the broken pieces.

[idontkillorphans]

"So you're a horse...?" -notthecujoyourelookingfor

“No that - that was a rumour made bout Lokis children.” Sleip explained with a sigh.

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

"All I need is some information about one of the other realms...please tell me you're not under some code of conduct to stay silent about this sort of thing. I don't usually go banging on deities doors..." She said, frowning slightly herself now.

[idontkillorphans]

"So you're a horse...?" -notthecujoyourelookingfor

“No that - that was a rumour made bout Lokis children.” Sleip explained with a sigh.

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

"You're technically a demi god...yes?" She asked, making sure she had the right deity. "You've been through all nine realms with Odin...correct?"

[dean-the-lost-boy-winchester]

She approached him carefully in her human form, hood up and shaking hands clasped together as she did so. The bar was pretty much empty save it three other patrons and the bartender. "Dean Winchester?" She asked softly. He was to be feared by monsters like her but she didn't fear him...just weary of people as of late. Things were getting bad in this town... -notthecujoyourelookingfor

Dean had had a long day as usual, his job always wore on him and it seemed when it was quiet it bothered him the most. Lost in his thoughts he looked at the woman in a cloak and raised a brow “I might be, who are you?” he spoke finally fully looking at her as he still drank his whiskey

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

"Or we leave them before they die..." She said quietly. She then looked at him, eyes opening slowly. "What's your favorite Led Zeppelin song?"

[dean-the-lost-boy-winchester]

She approached him carefully in her human form, hood up and shaking hands clasped together as she did so. The bar was pretty much empty save it three other patrons and the bartender. "Dean Winchester?" She asked softly. He was to be feared by monsters like her but she didn't fear him...just weary of people as of late. Things were getting bad in this town... -notthecujoyourelookingfor

Dean had had a long day as usual, his job always wore on him and it seemed when it was quiet it bothered him the most. Lost in his thoughts he looked at the woman in a cloak and raised a brow “I might be, who are you?” he spoke finally fully looking at her as he still drank his whiskey

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

Elliot leaned against the leather and closed her eyes in response. "I don't hurt humans. I hurt the things that hunt them. It's a rather ironic twist on the words "man's best friend" but I do what you've been doing. Just not for as long..and I can assure you that I'm not going to hurt you. Can you do me the same? We're two hunters who crossed paths, that's the way I see it."

[thenotsoinfamousthirdson]

“What have they done to you?” -notthecujoyourelookingfor

Adam stirred at the sound of someone new talking. He pulled away as far as the chain let him in the fear what would follow this time and blinked, trying to get the dried sweat, grime and blood from his eyes to see, but with meager results. “What do you want? I have already told everything I know.”

[notthecujoyourelookingfor]

"Yeah...it's what I do." She said, frowning slightly as she realized maybe he didn't have such a good background. That was possibly for later. "It's going to get a hell of a lot harder if we don't hurry..."