Crawkid

Things that go bump (Caits and Crawkid)

She looked down at her bandaged hand, and then at the trees around her. It was true, they appeared to sustain quite some damage. Pits,and holes, and...oh my, that one is just plain broken. Did she do that? She supposed it was possible, she wasn't human anymore. It would certainly explain why her hand was suddenly injured and bleeding. but...she didn't recall being in the woods before...

Slowly, her gaze traveled back to the strange but kind man who already knew her name. He asked what was wrong and she could not help but look away in shame. "What's wrong...? I'm not human anymore..." she answered quietly, almost a whisper. "I should have listened to Father."

If she had only listened to him...she would not have been taken in by the charm of the strange but handsome man..and she would not hav shamed herself and her family by becoming inhuman...could she return to face them? Where was her house even, from here?

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She stirred very little when she heard footsteps, and was going to warn the person away but stopped when he spoke. She looked at him with a mild confusion, and inability to recognize him. She also let him tend to her, barely noticing that he had wiped blood from her face, and she sat silent through the small pains of him cleaning her hand.

When he was done and looked up, she quietly looked back at him, feeling his benevolence and caring. Alost blankly, bbut in a gesture of returning his care, he held his shaking hand.

"Did God really send you?" she asked, back in her old, thick accent.

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Tracking her down wouldn't be that difficult, seeing as she punched several trees on the way in, it looked like a bull had passed through.

Once she had reached inside the forest, she continued punching trees, making a younger one actually fall to the ground, half broken off. Her hand was pretty cut up, but she didn't seem to notice. She eventually screamed in pain and fell to her knees...but she wasn't in any physical pain.

Thoughts and memories started to plague her. Her father's disapproval, her homeschooling and wanting to be free, being turned, being burned by sunlight for the first time, the feelings of rejection from god, all the hunters who had come after her in her years of running...and slowly her mind created some skewed image where her father was the hunter coming after her. She curled up into a ball, not noticing that little streams of blood were falling from her eyes in stead of tears. "I'm not human anymore?" she asked, as if it was the first time she had been told...her mind was shifting and reverting on her..and she felt her horror come back anew.

"God help me."

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Elizabeth didn't know what she had been expecting. Although she appreciated Connor speaking up for her, she found that marl was never going to accept her. She turned to her laptop, growling slightly under her breath "I'll show you my convictions, old man.."

And she did her work, even setting up an email. When she was done with that, she stood straight up suddenly, unable to ignore the thoughts and feelings that were welling inside her and tightening her chest again. Why did that keep happening? She didn't care, she needed to get away.

Walking briskly past them, in concentrated silence, she walked straight into Marl's room (because they both forgot to shut his door XP), grabbed her jacket and walked off. Part of her told her that they were likely to follow her. Clenching her teeth, she sped up to a blur suddenly once she hit the streets and was sure no one (that wasn't Connor and Marl) was watching. She ran until she hit a bunch of trees...the woods felt appropriately secluded.

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Elizabeth ignored the stiffening of Marl, but noted it for later. She was glad to have stopped the irepairable split of the two, but she sensed that she would need to clear the air and set a new order of how things would work...that and some other thoughts were brewing in her mind.

Silently, she ushered Marl in and closed the door behind her.

She listened intently to what Connor was saying, looking mildly confused between him and Marl when he said that Marl treated modern typing as if he still needed a typewriter cartridge. "but...typewriters haven't been in use for a while now..." she said as she walked over to his laptop, setting her laptop next to him. She studied his notes and somewhat clumsily worked through them in an attempt to understand it all. She went through it on both computers, in order to learn it faster. When she got to the section about Google, she typed in vampire, and then switched to images. She smiled a bit to herself in a victorious manner.

But then she got more serious, it being obvious through her tone.

"I told Marl about some things..." she started, still focussed on her work," I didn't have to tell him what I was...apparently in three hundred years I lost my human movement without realizing it...or something like that. He says that he knows that you're after the medallion, what your thinking, and why I'm tagging along...but...I don't think he actually understands the full implications." She turned towards them then, looking at Marl. "Obviously, Connor is taking me along to get the medallion because he's a good man who likes and trusts my character and wants to turn me back...but the fact that I'm going along willingly means that I want to become human."

She takes a couple steps towards them then, "it means that I prefer being human to being a vampire. That I am not some self obsessed, power hungry blood sucker that gives humans a reason to defend themselves through use of hunters...it means that, even though I have attacked and even killed people in my time...I am still, technically, an innocent....So while I understand and even respect your need to threaten me with death, I'm going to ask that you treat me as a human with a dreadful affliction..rather than a monster....because I am seeking to be cured. And that's what matters between us, isn't it?"

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She quickly stood up, all seriousness on her face when he dropped his cup and stared at her. The next thing she knew he was throwing on his hat and marching off to the room, she followed, offering protests that most likely went unheard. She stopped walking when he stopped to knock on the door- and a spread of relief, gladness, and love came over her.

"But I doubt he will outgrow you." She said gently as she walked up to his side, giving him a sidelook and a smile, "by the way, Marl, I am also in love."

Then she made a show of clearing her throat, "I've dealt with the matter Connor, now, let's get to business. What have you got for me?"

Yes, they needed to get her all caught up now that she's determined that she will become a hunter and join their ranks - despite whatever her body may be.
She had to admit though, the two hardcore hunters were really cute as a father son combination. It warmed her as of yet still unbeating heart, and she idly wondered what Connor would be like once Marl died.

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She was so glad that he didn't seem to be so willing to kill her, that she didn't really flinch when he threatened to kill her...well, Connor had too at first. She even grinned as he started pinpointing things about her and complemented their tactics. "Thank you,sir."

And with that, she stopped pretend breathing while she listened to him continue on, nodding slightly as he mentioned the medallion. "That he has no idea how kind of a man you really are...that he doesn't trust you enough to tell you when he's deviating from what he thinks your expectations are.." she was sad a bit at that,

"That I'm a vampire, of course.." she paused, "That he was attacked by a large group of vampires right before we skidaddled...that I'm the one you might call '2bit' and that my latest activity was a ploy to concentrate the attentions of a bunch of hunters to that city...that he doesn't want to be a lone hunter anymore...that he is confused and caught between you and I as he's going through the process of becoming a man, and not just a college kid who fights monsters in the night....that he's sorry for his outburst...and that..." and she winces at this, afraid of his reaction to it, "..he's in love.."

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She was listening intently, glad to see the softer side of the man. She didn't mind that he said she wasn't a hunter, she figured she'd learn how to be one eventually anyways.
She was smacked pretty hard by reality though, as he went from being a proud father like figure to stating quite frankly that she wasn't human. She inhaled quickly, feeling herself tensing...but as she looked at him, she found herself exhaling softly and relaxing..still holding that faint, sad smile. "Not in body, I'm afraid...I was going to continue the facade until I didn't need to anymore..."

She slipped off her jacket, pulling out the stakes,knife,and gun.
"...but you're precious to Connor, and you've surprised me with your determination and stubbornness...so you have the right to be told. i-" she broke off, feeling a swelling of emotion, "I would ask that you don't slay me, though..."

She set the safety on the gun and set it onto her jacket. "I will tell you what he will not."

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She might have left if he had kept it up, but she found herself quite glad to see that he too could be a gentle man. "Thank you" she said quietly as she slipped past him, silently making sure she didn't bump into him. She looked around a bit before finding a place to settle. 'I'm not even sure where i am in all this, to be truthful."

She dusted off herself and smiled softly at him. "I'm sure I don't pass as a hunter compared to someone who's been in the field as long as you have...but I am one now, because I need to be one." She shrugged slightly at that point before continuing, "I had nowhere to go or anything to do with my life before I met Connor... And yeah, I don't know everything about him or anything else for that matter...but I know what he does is dangerous...I know that I'll die if I don't keep my eyes open and a gun cocked....and I know that I no longer want to die. " She smiled somewhat sadly, fidgeting slightly with her hands, "and i think Connor is thinking that way too..." she looked up at him then, "He told me about how he thought he should have died four years ago."

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Although most people might be intimidated by his actions and gruff voice, it almost reminded her of her father...so instead of shying away, she found herself standing up straighter and putting on a cool air with a bit of gentle concern. "I think we should talk,"she started "I'm not sure exactly what the conversation was...but as you can see by me standing in front of you...there are some things you've missed out on...and I would think it entirely unfair to both of you, if you should leave thinking and feeling as you are now."

She dropped a bit of the coolness, remembering that this wasn't her father, and this wasn't expected behavior anymore. She sighed a bit sadly, "May I come in?"

(short x.x)