[IC] Things that go bump (Caits and Crawkid)

[Crawkid]

She turned to him with a sense of eagerness that she never saw coming, and that excitement built up and joined togetehr soemwhat with nervousness as he came towards her. He tried to speak, she tried to listen - but instead she just ended up in his arms and she lost her head, feeling swept away as they met for another, though more intensive kiss.

She was human again, completely alive. Not only that, but everything around her ceased to exist as he gave her his physical confession of his feelings.

Soon it ended, and he found herself on the ground again, outside in the dark, and watching him walk away. she stood and stared at nothing in particular for a moment. Her mind barely registered the sound of the car getting unlocked and the door opening and shutting. it took a bit for the message to get all the way through, and when it did she complied silently,getting in and buckling up. She continued to stare infront of her though, unsure of what to do or say. Where should she go from here? It felt like anything she would do or say would break the remnants of magic she felt between them.

What does a person do or say after they've had a reality altering kiss?

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor sat there for a moment, before staring the car up, feeling it roar to life smoothly, and he pulled out the car park. What did one say or do in a situation like this? How did you react? He wasn't sure. He wasn't sure anything like this had every happened before, kissing a vampire. Kissing any supernatural creature really.

He could feel his heart beating fast, feel it slowly, very slowly, return to it's resting beat. Yet every time he stole a glance at Elizabeth it gave a slight flutter, as he wanted to kiss her again. He laughed inwardly, thinking it was her own fault. She shouldn't have kissed him first.

Yet he was afraid about what it meant, kissing her like he had. All he knew was that he didn't want to be alone, didn't want her to leave him.. Whether or not that was from being bitten, being drawn to her he didn't know. He was afraid if what Elizabeth was thinking, or what she was going to do, so he was silent for a while as he tried to figure out what to do or say.

As they reached a straight stretch of road, Connor looked to her and now he couldn't help but smile. A small smile. He thought then that it didn't really matter what he said or did, so long as it was the right thing. So he stayed silent, into what he thought as comfortable. It wasn't until they reached the town just as the sun started to rise that he thought what he could say.

Despite being nervous and afraid, Connor voice was steady, even. "I don't know what's going to happen, or what is happening but...I know that anything could happen, and I know I want it to. I'm not dead, but you aren't either"

[Crawkid]

It was a long, silent drive. Very silent. Very long.

Even though it took those couple hours until the sun started peeking up for them to get to town, and she had had that long to think things over...she still could think straight enough to figure out what to do or say. She felt that he deserved something, she wasn't punishing him for anything. But there was nothing she could think of.

She almost jumped when his voice broke the silence, imagining that she heart would be going like a racehorse if it still worked. She didn't want to get her hopes up though, so she didn't look directly at him as he spoke.

But when he had gotten done, she felt an emottional sort of warmth well within her and she smiled. Not only did he finally say that he wasn't dead,but he said that she wasn't either. It didn't mean quite the same thing to her, since she had technically died, but she found herself incredibly happy that he said that...and, in his own way, that he wanted to be with her. She looked over, still smiling, and gently laid her hand on his . It wasn't enough to disturb any of his driving, but enough to just be able to touch him, to have that connection.

"I'm glad." she said finally, "because I feel alive. "

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor gave her a smile, and without thinking about it, he turned his hand over to clasp hers, the coolness of her skin a nice contrast to his own warmth. He pulled into the town, and hesitated where to go from here. Would there have been anything in the news yet about a murder in an inn? Would their faces be on the news? Or would the death be unnoticed until the inn keeper went to kick them out? He hadn't checked out the inn, just fled.

He decided to take the chance, and decided while Elizabeth was asleep he would risk going out to find perhaps an RV. They could travel on the road without having to stop at inns, and Elizabeth could be safe from the sun.

He drove to the towns inn, and quickly checked in, driving the car to the room, and parking outside. He unlocked the door, and returned to the car to take everything in. "While you sleep, I can see about getting some more blood packets" he said, "but I hope to not be out long. And we should leave tonight"

[Crawkid]

She nodded, getting the idea that things are going to be harder for them now. but on the birhgt side, she told herself, they would save money.

As if a vampire as old as herself needed to save money.

"You plan what you need to then," she said, pulling out the wad of money from before and setting it on the dashboard, "I'll make sure not to unpack , so that I'm ready when you are."

She followed him inside, waiting for him to set everything down and do his usual sweep of the place. But she closed the door and looked at him, looking a bit like a mischevious sort of predator but not like she did when she was hungry for blood. she slowly stalked towards him, knowing that she wasn't going to take no for an answer for what she had in mind. a little closer and she pounced! Right onto him/ into his arms. Her kiss was as hungry as his had been before, but longer, because she was hungrier.

He may have been a nice guy forced to be alone for 4 years after nearly dying...but she was an adventurous socialite who was forced to be alone for several hundred years after actually dying.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor shut all the curtains, checking the bathroom, and making sure no sunlight could get in, putting his things down by the bed by the window, looking over as Elizabeth shhut the door. He caught her look, and tilted his head, somewhat confused at her look. He watched her walk towards him, almost as if she were stalking him.

It was a bit unnerving, as if he were her prey, and then he had to catch himself, or be pushed over as Elizabeth pounced at him. He caught her, stumbling just slightly, and before he could protest, she kissed him perhaps more ferociously than he had kissed her earlier.

He returned the kiss, and given that he was near the bed, let them fall back onto it, partly because he felt he might fall to the ground weak kneed. His arms went around her without much thought, and shifted just slightly, breathing in through his nose slowly.

After a minute though he had to pull away, but he did so slightly, with reluctance. His heart was beating fast, and he knew his face would appear flushed.

[Crawkid]

She laughed into the kiss a bit as they fell onto the bed, but it remained a very good kiss. When he had to pull away, the poor human, she kept their foreheads touching a bit, enjoying every bit of contact. Finally she sat up and looked him over, practically grinning and laughed again at how cute and flushed he looked.

Finally, after she had her laugh, she took a deep breath 9even though, yes, she doesn't technically need to breathe) and sighed a great, happy sigh. She placed her hand over his heart, feeling its rapid beat through her finger tips. "I also want things to happen." She told him, feeling like it would be good to cement things between them. "Lots of things...maybe...sharing a heartbeat...someday, even." She would have blushed if her body allowed for it.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor smiled at her laughter, enjoying the happy sound, looking at her when she sat up, looking her over even as she looked him over. When she placed her hand on his chest, once more on his heart, he lay his hand on hers gently and smiled. "we will find the medallion" He said with such conviction it was a wonder it just didn't appear right then.

Without much thought, he reached up and brushed hair from her face. He let out a soft easy sigh, and smiled. He would quite happily stay there forever, but he had to sort things out, an make sure they could be safe, blood for one, and he needed to see if there was any news, and what sort of reception they'd get if they continued how they were going. He also needed to check in with Marl, and make sure everything was alright, especially since he had a feeling that there were more creatures rising in the city.

But he didn't want to move from where he was. A dilemma. "For now though, I could stay here forever".

[Crawkid]

When he placed his hand where her heart was, she wished that it could beat right then and there so that he could feel i like she did every time she touched his chest. It wouldn't, but she didn't cry. She knew they were growing closer to their goal, and the sound of his conviction soothed her even more. Someday, it would beat for him to feel.

Her other hand found his when he reached up to push away her hair. She too felt perfectly fine just staying there, sitting on top of him, and expressing her feelings for him through a silent language they seemed to have suddenly developed. When her voiced the same feelings,however, she only grinned at him.

"You say that now, but 'forever' is a long time." she reminded him, making a slight reference to her age though she was nowhere near infinity years old.

She slipped off of him, with some reluctance, and patted his knee. "I have to rest now,...if only to give you time to do your work. Remember, I left some cash for you in your car. It should make it easier for you to do what you have to." she paused, almost in thought. "Actually...I'm going to take a proper shower while we are here. I'm going to get tired of the smell of 'lake' soon." she said, wrinkling her nose in jest.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor sat up, and stretched, watching her. "even a moment of forever would be time enough" He said softly, "There's a different sort of forever" He rose, picking up his gun, wallet and phone, nodding. "You shower and sleep, I'll do what I have to to make us safe" He said, giving her a smile, hoping to be back as soon as possible.

He headed out the inn, jogging to his car, and getting in. He started up, driving as quick as the speed limit allowed him. He went to see what he could find, stocking up on some food, and trying to find what he could in the way of blood packets.

He had to sneak into a hospital and steal a few, feeling guilty about it as he did so, but he still stole three, heading back out to the car and putting the packets in the cooler. He went to a car dealership, but couldn't find anything. He didn't stay long, as when he went inside the office building, there was a news bulletin. He paled as he saw what it contained, and even though there was a less than adequate description, he headed out, heading back to the inn, and hurrying into the room with the blood, and locked the door

[Crawkid]

Elizabeth blinked when he said something about there being a different forever. She didn't understand , because to her there was only one way to describe 'forever'.. She smiled and waved him off as he left, sending a small prayer to God for his safety.

During his time away, she stripped and refolded her new change of clothes so they weren't all wrinkly when she got out of the shower. While she hummed it the luke warm shower, she thought of many things. Connor was more safety oriented than he had been before. She frowned, why did that bother her. She stared at the shower head nozzle for a moment beofre groaning to ehrself. The man from last night. Usually, she would have said that someone could have broken in after they left but that only worked when you checked out...and she was so shocked by her own doing that she had rushed them out of there...thus causing them to flee before actually checking out.

She knew that she and connor had gone through measures not to be traced, but now they would be suspects in his death, and she wasn't sure if she and connor had been non-descript enough. She was glad now that her tattoo had been covered up.

Thank you God, for giving me foresight.

if only she had had enough foresight to allow time for them to check out. She paused, the key to their room still had to be in the car of his coat pocket. That would need to be addressed. No evidence..no evidence. As she ended her shower, she stepped out, dried off, and checked her hair color. She was pleased to note that her special shampoo had dulled down the color from the black it had been to a dark brown. It would be enough of a difference for her not to get picked out. She pulled out some small hair curlers she had packed into her purse just in case this happened. a three hundred year old vampire had to have he ways of disappearing after all...and a curly brunette was a lot different than a straight haired raven.

She pulled out her makeup set and was considering what kind she'd wear this time when she heard the door close harder than was usual, when she peaked out, she also heard a click. That wasn't good news. her mind rushed, taking in his appearance out of habit. They might need to make him disappear too.

"How bad is it?"

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor looked over, and sighed, "There's a news report, with a less than adequate description of me, but still enough that if anyone studied me, they might put two and two together " He sighed, and set the cooler down, going over to one of the beds and sitting down, dropping his head in his hands.

He didn't think it could get any worse, right up until his phone rang and he recognised Marl's number. He cursed, and answered the phone.

"Just what kind of idiot are you boy?" Marl started, not even giving him enough time to say hello. The old hunter's voice was gruff, with just a hint of exhaustion. "Leaving a body in a room you stayed in? I taught you better than that!"

Connor winced. "Its more complicated then that Marl" he said softly, his voice steady, even.

"Have you had blood?"

It was such an unexpected question that Connor blinked and stared at the phone before replying. "No. Never. Jesus, Marl, why would you think that? I've never given you cause to doubt me"

"The murder was the woke of a vampire and you know that too"

Connor sighed "Marl, I wish I could tell you everything, but I just can't. You just have to trust me"

"Yeah, well, I'm two towns over from where I guess you are. I'll find you"

Connor hung up the phone and threw it on the bed in frustration.

[Crawkid]

Elizabeth was just about to suggest changing his appearance enough to not be recognized. She had gotten another bottle of black dye while she was out sometimes ago..and they could cut his har....though she honestly didn't want to do that. Thoughts of slipping her fingers through his messy hair popped up so suddenly, she had to turn away from the shock of her own thoughts.

Then the phone rung, and the old man spoke loud enough that she could hear both sides of the conversation. Certainly the fact that his less accepting hunter friend was coming for them was alarming...but ashe couldn't help but muse over the quiestion he had asked. It hit ehr then that Connor said he had almost been a vampire..and that Marl had given him dead man's blood to induce vomitting. That last bit had confused her before, but now she thought she figured it out.

She watched him a moment after he threw the phone down, wondeng what they would do. Marl seemed to be good enough to figure out it was Connor and where they might be. He would track them as long as he needed to, she was sure.

Slowly, she walked over and sat on her bed, facing him. "Vampire's blood, right?" she asked quietly, looking for his responce. "you were being turned when he got to you."

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor looke up as Elizabeth +came over. He sighed, and nodded, "Yes" he said softly, "He slew the vampiress, and then he forced dead mans blood down my throat. That was perhaps the worst three hours of my life. It doesn't always work" He spoke softly, and shrugged.

"Marl saved me. He taught me everything I needed to get by in the world of hunting, and used my abilities to track down monsters he couldn't. We stay in the same area, just in case...if I think a particular case would be dangerous for me alone, I bring in Marl. His condition on saving me was that I would always call him if I ever ingested blood, and I've kept that promise. Marl might be a hard case, might be et in his ways, but...I owe him. And now he's coming to hunt me down"

Slight fear crept into Connors voice, because he knew Marl might just be able to do it. Might just find them. He was the best hunter Connor knew. He sighed, and ran a hand through his hair, mussing it up even more then usual.

[Crawkid]

Elizabeth sat silent for a while. She couldn't argue withConnor's personal debt to the man. She couldn't argue with the condition he demanded. And she couldn't argue that he was coming to hunt down Connor- he probably believed that Connor had been turned.

Elizabeth was exhausted from all the emotional whiplash and the warm shower she had just gotten done with..she wasn't sure if she could fight against a hunter with a gun at this point. She sighed as she slowly unraveled the haircurlers from her hair, it wasn't because they were done, they were far from done- needing to be set in over night...but she'd be damned if she was going to be killed in hair curlers. he was two towns over, possibly....it wouldn't take him long to get there, the only reason why it took them so long was because they had things to do and pick up along the way. Connor needed to do his research too...Marl didn't. Elizabeth thought up strategies, assuming he was coming their way.

"He's hunting the vampire Connor." she said quietly. "It sounds like he's tired...and insistant that you broke your promise and are fleeing from him." she looked up at him, shaking the curls out of her wet hair in a way that it would speed up the drying process. It was possible that her exhaustion would show through, as she wouldn't even try to hide it as she was thinking through the situation. "You should go. Leave your car here...steal another...and I'll stay here...and sleep....it should buy you some time, and make him contact you again."

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor sighed and shook his head, "That just defeats the purpose of the dead body, now, doesn't it? We've made some mistakes. We should have checked out, instead of just fleeing. I should have cleaned up elsewhere, instead of doing what I would normal do and clean up in the inn" he stared at his bandaged hand a moment, glad it wasn't his right hand.

"I'm not going to run away and leave you. Chances are, Marl will get to the town we just left by nightfall. Plenty of time therefore for us to rest, and then get going" He said, refusing to leave. "It will be okay, i promise" He just hoped he could keep that promise. He gave her what he hoped was a reassuring smile, "I need sleep, and you need sleep. I'll shower, make sure everything is packed and ready to go just in case"

"Marl is a typical hunter. He would have killed the teenage girl, whereas I looked for a way of keeping her alive, with her curse. He won't understand, and if he finds you here, where my car is, and I'm not here, he will do his best to kill you. So I'm not going anywhere"

[Crawkid]

She let him talk with his determination, about how they were going to be fine. She let him make his promises. She let himself. She let him make plans.

But when he tried to explain to her how Marl worked and how he would kill her. She looked down at the ground for a second. "That was kind of the point of me suggesting it." she said, looking up at him with a bit of a sad smile. "You're right. He's a typical hunter, Connor. He's hunting his mark. You know he won't stop...and with him on our tails, there wouldn't be enough time for us to get to the medallion anyways. You made me feel alive, and I want to be with you...but I'm not going to let you be hunted because of me."

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor sighed. "And I'm not going to let you be killed because of my stupid mistake" He closed his eyes, and sighed again. "There's something else going on here, Elizabeth And..." He trailed off, and it was clear he had fallen into a deep thought, a disturbing thought as he connected some random hunts together. He looked to Elizabeth, "And I think it might be best to stay together, even if we are hunted by Marl, and whatever else"

He rose, and without thinking, he started to pace, unable to stay still as he thought. He didn't think he could tell Elizabeth the connection he had just figured out. For one it was too horrifying for the other it was too far fetched, and he didn't know if it could be true or not.

He looked over to elizabeth, "Go sleep. I'll figure it all out" He once more smiled, as he went over to his bag, to take out clothes to change into after having a shower.

[Crawkid]

She watched him get up and pace. Well, that was that. She couldn't bother to argue about it, and she really did need to recharge. There were too many emotions this last waking period...and she knew it was probably a bad sign that she couldn't properly be afraid of Marl killing her.

She continued to watch him, a bit worriedly actually, yntul he told her to sleep again. She only nodded this time, crawling to the part of the bed to crawl into and get comfortable. her haircurlers lay scattered around. she was too lazy to put them back in now.

"Don't exhaust yourself too much" she mumbled as she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Her taught habit/instinct kicked in not too long after that and her chest rhythmicly rose up and down, just as a living human's would.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor waited until Elizabeth was asleep, before going into the bathroom to shower. He let the warm water fall over him after taking the bandage off his hand. He dried, and changed, heading back out into the main room, his wet hair sticking to his forehead, and the back of his neck. Whenever his hair began to get long enough to reach his shoulders, he grabbed a pair of sissors and cut it. Now he stood staring in the mirror, His dark, shaggy hair and, bright eyes, and general complexion might give him away.

He let out a soft sigh, he didn't want to cut his hair, but he would. He could also dye it a lighter colour. So with a soft sigh, he headed out the room, and risked going to a store, snatching up the first bottle of dye he could find that would lighten his hair, heading back to the room. He once more locked the door behind him, heading back into the bathroom, he took the time to dye his hair.

He dried his hair, and thought he looked ridiculous with the blonde hair His dark brown eyes definitely contrasted with it. He chuckled to himself, and ran a hand through his hair, before heading to bed. He crawled in, and was asleep in moments.

He woke a few hours later, as was his habit. By then it was nearly three thirty. He yawned, and stretched, rubbing his eyes. He got a glimpse of himself in the mirror again, and nearly burst out laughing. He rose to eat something