[h1][center][color=fff79a]Patricia Isaac[/color][/center][/h1] [hr] [center][b]Location:[/b] The Hospital then home[/center] [center][b]Interactions:[/b] [@Nallore] Riley [@BeautifulSnow] Vanessa Passively with the rest. [/center] [hr] Pat almost, just almost regretted lashing out at Vanessa. In her book Vanessa was guilty of it all. Deserving the hate and distrust she now had for her. Knowing that someone was after her. Or at least that an obsessive turnee was still alive after killing the turner. Riley grabbing tighter on her hand slowly pulled her back down. She turned her face towards her love as Riley spoke quietly to her. A tiny smile appeared on her stern and flushed face before Cassandra spoke up. She wanted to argue back. Point out the contradictions and flaws in her logic. Sure, her own was not flawless, but from what Vanessa had said during the 'storytime' she had known quite a bit before. Instead she turned her face towards Riley once again and gently kissed her forehead right before the twins spoke, and soon thereafter left, Riley soon after. Pat was left alone with her, currently, most hated person in the world, and a few of the teens. [color=fff79a]"Then act the teacher. Don't say that you're their alpha. Saying that's the only way forwards. As a teacher myself, I know that does not work. You said that you hated your own alpha and killed him. What's stopping them from killing you? Would you be strong enough to kill one of them if they went out of control? Even Riley? I don't think you're strong enough to be an alpha, not with what's required at least." [/color] She stayed quiet until Vanessa left before soon leaving herself. There was way too much going on right now for her. Way too much.. [h1] [color=fff79a]7 days....[/color] [/h1] Well...she was not dead yet at least. Despite the threat Vanessa posed. And what Pat was afraid of herself. She had visited Riley as often as she had been able to. Even if that was not too often. She had been around to everyone's parents and talked to them in the aftermath of the attack. They had wanted to know more; perhaps something that their kids would not say. Pat had done what she had been able to suppress their fears and ease their minds. She had done the same for herself...even if in another manner. She had ordered and searched for things said to weaken or cure werewolfs. Wolfsbane, and even looking into exorcism for a cure. She had even tried some of the nicer ones since they were easy to do. She had scolded Riley for something small. That had not worked. She had tried saying her full name three times in succession to Riley...but that had not worked either. And today her order at the gunsmith in town was due, and she was there bright and early before leaving shortly after, returning home and unpacked her pistol and bullets with a few grams silver in them.... [h1][center][color=0072bc]Kim Hansson[/color][/center][/h1] [hr] [center][b]Location:[/b]Gunshop and varies places in town[/center] [center][b]Interactions:[/b] The twins [@blackpanther][/center] [hr] Kim had been working most of the week. It was almost as if someone knew. For shortly after she had started to experiment with silver bullets an order came for a pack with a little bit of silver in them. It was puzzling to her. Adding that to that it was that teacher lady from before which had ordered them. It was not her place to question though. But it had delayed her project a little bit. UV light bullets seemed impossible though. But you could always attach an UV light lamp to any gun, so that was a plus at least. The silver bullets were progressing better. Until she ran out of silver. Oh well, at least her other project were coming along much better. The sentries. Something that would pay her good for years to come if she finished it. There was just one problem of IIF. Sure, in a simulation or a shoot anything situation they worked just fine! But when you had civilians around, not so much. Or animals for that matter. She had been able to make them shoot at anything in front of them. And not to shoot at targets with an IFF tag. The problem was everything else. Programming was easy enough, but not the IFF system. She guessed this was why the military had asked about it after all. Kim had made plenty of progress though during the week. Despite her coffee place had been closed for most of it..she had been wandering around town. Doing something unusual for her. Talking to people. Asking questions about how Red Lake was now in comparison to how it was when she was younger and much more. Even caught up with a few people from back then. Currently, her butt was firmly placed in a seat in that one shop the twin boys worked at. She had stared at them every now and then. Still surprised that they were all right and seemingly not having any pains. She waved her hand towards one of them. [color=0072bc]"Excuse me! Can I get some coffee and whatever sandwich you feel like making!?"[/color] she half-shouted into the kitchen.