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

[Crawkid]

She blinked at him, nodding. "Yes. I would think it would be good to teach me. Perhaps i will remember some of it too."

She looked over at the door as he did, ntoing his tenseness and feeling a slight feeling of protectiveness over him. But the footsteps fell away and they were once again relaxed. "Did you suppose it was marl? I would really like it if you were correct, and he did come to say his farewells." she kissed his cheek and stood up, grabbing some clothes of her own. She needed to be proper. They wren't married or anything, and soon she would want to talk to the older man. "My question still stands to be asked."

She looked a little more sporty today, and she put her curls in a ponytail again. Looking over herself, mildly amused and concerned. "still...are you certain that it is acceptable to be wearing men's garments like this?"

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor took a deep breath, smiling as she kissed his check, looking back to the door "he was still on his room when I last checked" he said, rising to sort out some weapons he could teach her how to use as she changed and readied herself. As a precaution, he packed some blood.

He put a collection of stakes, knives and daggers, and a couple of guns, putting them about his person, and putting ammo in several pockets of his jacket. He looked over when she returned and nodded "it is, you can't be a proper hunter wearing dresses after all. Don't worry, you'll fit in" he said with a smile.

"We can go by marls room if you want, and you can ask your question of him" he said, as he zipped up a pocket, looking about the room, satisfied. He packed up his laptop and the rest of the gear, just in case they needed to make a quick get away.

He turned to her when he was finished and smiled again "shall we go if you are ready?" He asked

[Crawkid]

Still feeling somewhat self-concious, she attempted to set aside the thought. What he said had made sense, dresses were never all that good for excessive movements. With a nod of determination, she set her thoughts more on her talk with the man named marl. It was probably in reality just a small, meaningless question..especially since he was leaving and she was unsure when she would see him again...but it felt important to her that she ask it. And, as someone who has no real memories of her past 300 years..she had long decided it was best to go with what she felt like doing. To lead with her heart instead of her head. because honestly- it seemed like her heart was the only thing in her that knew what was going on.

"Yes. I am ready...for whatever it is that we shall be doing." she said, walking towards him and the door. "and I do want to stop by Marl's room."

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor nodded, opening the door, turning the knob and pocketing the key, taking her hand to lead her across to Marls room. Connor was troubled. His dream was at the back at his mind, and he seemed increasingly paranoid as he looked around the courtyard, pounding on Marls door.

The gruffy, old man opened the door, sighing and letting them in. Connor moved passed him, and sat down on the bed, "Elizabeth has a question for you" he said, making himself out home and picking up Marls own journal, flicking through the pages and reading.

He leaned back, appearing at ease as if he wasn't tended and waiting for something to happen. He also made it obvious that he wouldn't listen if Elizabeth didn't want him to. He was touched as he flipped through the pages of Marls journal that at times his own handwriting jumped out at him. Connor had written in Marls journal when he was being trained. He smiled to himself as Marl waited for Elizabeth to speak

[Crawkid]

Elizabeth watched as Connor seemed to make himself perfectly at home, and reading a book without getting permission first. When marl turned his attention towards her, waiting for her question, she looked down and attempted to figure out how to ask it. After a bit she figured it would be best to be forward and honest.

"I may have the mindset from many centuries ago..and am far removed from this time... but I am still aware of it when someone does not like me. " he looked at him then, definitely seeking an answer, "and it has definitely been bothering me...but do you hold this dislike for me because I have done something to you, or because i have been bitten?"

Inside, she hoped it was because she had done something...but a part of her was telling her otherwise...still, she waited for his answer. And as nervous as she was on the inside, she held herself like the lady she was, quite yet determined and expectant.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor winced and Marl sighed. "I don't hate you. I hate the fact that no one seems to have ever though about stopping the biting. I hate the fact that idiot writers are making things like werewolves and vampires seem like cuddle toy bears. I hate the fact that no matter what we do, there seems to be more supernatural beings then there are humans."

Connor looked up, and then away. Every hunter had a way that they got into hunting. For Marl, it wasn't just his family history of hunters. It was more then that, and Connor winced. He bit his lip, ready to intervene, but Marl just let out another sigh.

"It's not you Elizabeth" Marl said and looked away from her, and Connor caught the pained expression on his face. Connor rose slowly, going over to Marl. He have Marl a hug, and said "Marl had a daughter who was killed by supernatural beings." But even Connor didn't know the extent of it, and marl wasn't about to say anything else.

[Crawkid]

Elizabeth was quiet for a long time after that, sitting down. she could feel herself, her mind, changing again. It was as if she had wrapped herself tightly with a blanket and refused to look at the world as herself. But now she felt she could peek out a little. She sighed again, slowly cracking her shoulders and then her neck...as if being able to fully relax for the first time.

"That's that then...' she said quietly, back into her more american and less incredibly thick accent. Her eyes flicked over to Connor, "No, don't get excited.' she warned quietly before looking to Marl. "I am sorry about your daughter. I'm also sorry if I had hurt you before...but you must be aware that the only way to stop all the biting is to kill or cure all supernaturals...or at least the ones that bite. You are talking about a fight spanning the entire world, even into Africa.It might not be that no one has thought about it...but that no one person can possibly do such a thing. "

[MarshiestMallow]

Marl sighed and nodded "so we hunters do the best we can" he snatched his journal from Connor, and packed it away with the rest of his gear. "I had best head back to the city. If you did boy, I will just have to kill you myself" he said, looking to Connor, and Connor nodded

"Same to you, old man" Connor replied, turning to Elizabeth "let's go train then" he said, "I need you to be able to protect yourself if something happens" but he went over to Marl, and hugged him again, whispering against his ear "I had a dream" he pulled back, and saw by Marls expression that he understand. Connor swallowed, before turning back and going over to Elizabeth.

He led the way out the room, deciding the best place for practice would be the trees and the clearing where Elizabeth had fled to yesterday, so he led the way there, retracing their steps

[Crawkid]

Elizabeth nodded, looking to marl once Connor had left. "...I just remembered our conversation together. You are a good man, just one that's been hurt. "she watched him for a moment, "and I'm sorry for having gotten so upset with you...but I was also hurting." she sighed and left, not really giving him tome to say anything back. She easily caught up to Connor, smiling a bit.

"Connor...I am going to kiss you if you don't either stop with your charade or tell me what you are hiding."

It was a threat, but she was also pouting slightly.

"I mean...knowledge is power, and I must be able to have and use power to defend myself, correct?"

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor chuckled at her, "Kiss me? How is that meant to be a punishment" He asked with a slight laugh, but then he sighed. He was silent for a few long moments, probably to the point where Elizabeth thought he wasn't going to reply.

"After I was bitten, and prevented from changing by Marl, showing the ability to root out supernatural beings, I started having these dreams, every now and then, not all the time, but...generally they were related to vampires the one that tried to turn me had turned. Or danger to myself. Or such like" He paused again, ran a hand through his hair and sighed heavily.

"I had a dream" He said, "perhaps one of the most vivid I have had in years" He looked to her, and continued, "I had a dream that I was in a place I didn't know, that...that I had no idea what was going on, that I was in pain. That I didn't know where you were. And that there was blood on my hands, and it wasn't my own"

He fell silent, troubled by this. He cross the road to the trees, once more following the punched out trees, and the broken one, stopping and turning to her. "Generally, the move vivid they are, the more chance that there a vampire around bound by blood to who would have been my master, if Marl hadn't killed her and stopped my transformation"

[Crawkid]

She kept her pout for a bit after he laughed at her half-serious threat. Eventually though, she figured he wasn't ging totell her, and she fell silent, looking around as they traveled. It was starting to look somewhat familiar, but she didn't have time to think about it.

He started talking to her about her past, and she again felt familiarity with some part of it....but the dream parts were new to her. She listened intently, biting her lip slightly when he recounted his dream and she had a roll in it. It gave her the chills and she felt like there was a rock suddenly residing in her lower abdomen.

She nodded when he finished up, taking a slight breath but otherwise staying silent. "You are worried then.." she said quietly, "about me? and whose ever blood it is?" she paused again, "did you plan on telling marl the specifics of it?

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor felt sudden fear grip him, and he looked back, but there wasn't anything there, and Connor knew what he was thinking. "No, I don't plan of telling him" He said softly. He paused again, and licked his lips, wondering if he should re-tell her about what he had figured out.

Eventually, he gave in, knowing it would be best if she did know. "There have been a string of attacks on humans, bitten but not turned. A bitten human can always be turned, all it takes is a drop of vampire blood" And for some, like Connor, not even that. "I think, and Marl agrees that someone wants to create a mass vampire army, that can be turned at the drop of...of well blood"

Here he paused again as he took out stakes, daggers, knives, and the two guns, setting them down, but putting one gun in the waist band of his jeans, wanting it out ready just in case someone else was around.

"it means I can be turned easily. It means...that the blood on my hands in the dream could be human. And I could have been turned. I'm given these dreams, I think, in order to prevent things from happening, so yes, I am worried for you. I'm worried for me. And I'm worried I might not be quick enough to stop it from happening"

[Crawkid]

(re-tell her? he never told her in the first place..she asked but didn't receive an answer XD)

She tensed as he turned suddenly, as if he heard something..but it seemed to have passed and she found herself being an apt student and listening as he explained what he thought. So, she had been right about the vampire army. She blinked at the though but found it to not be as strange as she thought it ought to have been.

She blinked again, shaking her head slightly as if to clear a fog. Things were starting to come back to her at a faster rate rate, and she stopped and stood in silence as things came to her a bit. There was still alot of history missing but...she had met him..."...in front of a place....to feed people..." she said quietly to herself, before shaking her head again. She needed to focus on what he had just gotten done saying.

"so the vampire is making more vampires to control by taking advantage of an already abundant resource....who ever that vampire is."

[MarshiestMallow]

(oh. Damn. lol)

Connor watched her, as she shook her head, frowning slightly, hearing her mutter to herself about a place, food and people. He let her go through whatever she was going through. He wished he could just make things better for her.But he couldn't, he didnt have magical powers that could fix whatever was blocking her memories.

He nodded, "Evidently, or at least that's my theory" He said, wishing he knew all the answers. Or at least what he could do. "Most likely a vampire that could get into any of the clans, one that's been shunned" He said, "Or maybe its a revolt, wanting humans to be the minority and vampires the leaders" He shrugged,

He decided to move on, "Alright, what do you know about fighting?" He asked, picking up a dagger, and flipping it from hand to hand, "Marl would make me throw a dagger at a target until I could hit bulls eye 10 out of 10 times. I'd settle for you just jknow where the heart is and where to stab any vampires that we might come across. Silver bullets work fine for werewolves, and anything else, well...we can handle as it comes along" He said, giving her a shrug, and a smile, "I never thought I'd be teaching someone to become a hunter"

[Crawkid]

She smiled back at him, beamed really. "Well you are now, and I think it should be as quickly as possible so don't feel afraid of challenging me."

And she walked up to him, "Unfortunately, I'm a woman from 300 years ago...you don't really get taught how to fight. Only how to scream, run, and rely on a man to defend your honor. but..." she gently placed her hand on his chest, center and slightly to the right, his left. "This is where the heart is."

And she stayed there for a second, almost frozen before leaning up slightly to kiss him again. This felt very familiar.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor smiled at her, "Yes, well, hopefully what I teach you will trigger some other memories of yours and bring out whatever fighting you learned over the last 300 years" He said, just before she laid her hand over his heart, nodding. He stared back at her as she stayed there for a moment.

When she leaned up to kiss him, he smiled, letting his arms go around her, and returned the kiss, quite happy to. It was very familiar, and Connor let himself sink in it, enjoying the kiss. He pulled away slightly, and smiled at her.

It was easy to just simply kiss her now, and not even think about biting down for that taste of vampire blood that could change him and doom everything. He doubted dead man's blood would work twice, after all. And the medallion could only help one.

"I enjoy kissing you very much"

[Crawkid]

She smiled warmly at him, "...I kissed you...because I knew you had come to like me..." she said quietly, almost like she was in a sort of daze. But a second or two later and she was out of that daze. "And I like you too." she added a bit, happy sounding.

She kissed him again, but this time it was only a real quick peck. Then she pulled away and out of his arms, "So you said you'd be satisfied with me knowing where the heart is. What is next, teacher?"

She looked at him, still smiling, perhaps trying to chase away the gloomy thought of his dreams with her thirst for learning. She made her way to where he had spread out is weapons. Her eyes fell on the gun for a moment but she didn't say anything and went right back to looking at him, awaiting further instruction.

[MarshiestMallow]

more than like Connor thought to himself I really am not strong enough, am I?. He gave her a smile, and let her go after she gave him a quick peck. "Um. Yes, the heart will kill most supernatural monsters with the right weapon-Stake for vampires, silver for werewolves, D'jhins, shape shifters...and holy water will stun them all, but you should be careful with holy water, or Dead Man's blood"

He realised he had forgotten to get some more off of Marl, so he'd have to find another source. He watched her go over to the weapons, and study the gun, grimacing slightly, remembering how he had shot her with the special bullet, and he still hated himself for that.

"Well, now its just learning how to hit the heart" He said, picking up the dagger he had dropped when she had kissed him. He aimed for a tree, and hit it right in the middle when he threw it. "Like that. works with stakes or anything else that can stab or pierce or anything like that"

[Crawkid]

She watched himthrow the dagger and hit the tree, smiling again to herself at how good of an aim he had. She grabbed another couple daggers and walked over to him, handing him one. "Show me again." she said, watching intently. However the other dagger was being lightly bounced in her hand, as if getting a feel for it- which she actually was. Knife throwing wasn't something she thought she had learned, but it was interesting, and she had learned darts before so her aim with throwing things shouldn't be too far.

She figured a little practice with the knives until she could hit in the general area where he would find it agreeable...and then she could go back to the thing that she felt...was called a gun. maybe she would know how to work that better. She certainly felt like she wanted it in her hand.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor smiled and took the dagger when she passed it to him, wrapped his fingers around the hilt, and moved to take aim. He planted his feet easily and smoothly, shoulder length apart and on a slight angle. He rose his arm, and with a quick flick, he threw the dagger, hitting the spot by the one he had already thrown. He went to collect both, and returned to her, holding a dagger in each hand.

He moved swiftly, turning quickly and throwing both daggers again smoothly one after the other, both landing in the tree again, and quivering there a moment. It was a bit show offy, but It had been a while since Connor had practiced his skills, so it was good to do. He retrieved them again, trotting over.

"So, you plant your feet like this, square your shoulders, and it's kind of like a flick of the wrist" he said, "let's see what you got" he said with a smile