#dadsknifefatherspride

[theoriginalbloodcountess]

dadsknifefatherspride started following you

Her hands danced towards the moonlight, wondering how the moon did not stay far long than a few hours. A shame for it to only come about every month, never more than two or three evenings. However, beneath the moonlight, she removed the life of the man who gasped at the moon. Let the moon caress his bloodied features as her clenched hand struck at his jaw, fracturing the bone, his nose to break it entirely as blood poured down his features. She struck and struck, laughing falling from her lips. However, she silenced her laughter at the presence of another upon this path. "Best never to wander out here for you never are aware of who is out and about."

[ask-the-tricksy-archangel-blog]

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Again?

Why not?

[carexforbes]

{+9} Found a Vampire

It was easy to be distracted with everything constantly going on in Caroline's life. Easy to get a little caught up in your thoughts and Care was well aware that being too distracted was bound to have bad after effects - depending entirely on how distracted she actually was as well as what she was doing at the time.

At this point, though, it was a fairly calm point in Miss Forbes' life. She was fairly sure there was nothing for her to do today and that was why she had been out and about. As far as she knew Elena and Bonnie were both preoccupied and she didn't have anything specific to do. She figured, though, that some shopping wouldn't hurt anyone.

She'd known that there'd been a lot on her mind, but not enough that she wasn't a bit taken back when she ran into someone on the sidewalk - the stores weren't far enough that she needed to drive - and she pushed the strap of her bag up higher onto her shoulder before looking up at whomever she'd run into.

"Sorry about that. My fault." She said while offering a grin and a slight head tilt. Mystic Falls was a pretty small place, and she wasn't sure she'd ever seen this particular person around.

[youshouldseetheotherdouche-blog]

"No nothing came after me." He said with a sigh. "If it did though you know I would be able to take care of it anyway."

He nodded, crossing his arms, "Yeah, I know Jed. Now, ya' gonna tell me what went down and why you tossed these at me when I walked in?"

[youshouldseetheotherdouche-blog]

"Do you mean to see if they worked or another reason?" He asked.

He nodded, "Did you have to shoot someone while I was gone? Did somethin' come after you?" he asked, voice deep with emotion as he stepped closer to Jed.

[youshouldseetheotherdouche-blog]

"Henry was Great Grandfather's name was it?" He asked. "The bullets that had a devil's trap carved into them, I had to do something while you and Uncle Sam were on a hunt."

"Wait," he began, putting the box down, "What'd you have to do? Shoot someone with one'a these? ... you did shoot a demon or something, right?"

[youshouldseetheotherdouche-blog]

He tossed him a small box of what seemed to have bullets inside. "Those aren't just bullets."

Dean cocked a brow, looking down at them as he tilted the box within his hand, "What are they, then?" he questioned, bringing his gaze back up to Jed.

[stolenfromset-archived]

"Its a situation you lock in a box and throw away the key."

"Then let's do that. I like that idea."