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Well, just wanted to throw it out there since people seemed to have missed it.
It's not on her.
It's at home, hidden away, the gun that is.
It's not on her.
It's at home, hidden away, the gun that is.
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Kim Hansson
Location:Café then on road towards lakeside cabin.
Interactions:
Directly: The twins @blackpanther
Indirectly: @nallore Riley @Vicier Kaylee @caits Connor and Cassandra @Lord Zee Billy
Directly: The twins @blackpanther
Indirectly: @nallore Riley @Vicier Kaylee @caits Connor and Cassandra @Lord Zee Billy
Kim just smiled towards the boy and pulled out a pair of glasses from her pocket and replaced the ones she was wearing and put on a glove on her hand before placing a device on the table. Soon after she started waving around her hand in slow deliberate motions, deep in thought.
"No--no..that's all," she said, now preoccupied with her task. In her eyes there was a drawing in the air over the device which she was making adjustments at and looked for a solution to a problem.
For some reason it always felt like she was behind on her work. Despite having no deadline to adjust to, it always just felt like it. A problem here, a snag there. It kept her up at night when something remained unsolved or bugged. She guessed this was why she always was working on something. That, and she gets bored easily when nothing is happening. Hyper-active mind is a pain in the ass.
Every now and then she took a drink from her glass before the sandwich and coffee came over. Kim ate and drank with one hand while working, almost seeming uninterested in what she was putting into her mouth. She looked over her glasses at the boys and could see an urgency in their movements.
She might be bad at picking up hints, but she did see that one. She nodded and finished her coffee in one swig before collecting her things and replaced her glasses once again. "Thanks for the meal," she said and placed way too much tip before getting up and left the shop.
Kim got back into her car and started driving down towards the lake, music blaring on full volume, pipe in mouth. She wasn't driving that quickly down the road. Eventually though she could see the messed up camp in the distance before she turned off the road and down a smaller one before she came to the campsite. Her destination was different. It was an old cabin down by the lake that her grandfather owned.
Patricia Isaac
Location:Home then the lake
As her phone beeped she yelped, causing her cats to meow as they stirred from their nap. "Sorry.." she said quietly and looked at the gun in her hands. It made her shiver with fear. She disliked guns. Not for what they were, but what they could make people do.
Pat had taken instructions from the lady at the shop. Kim was it? She was confident enough to hit a target, standing still, at closer range. But hey; it was something at least! She put the gun to the side and looked at her phone and smiled when she saw who it was from.
When she saw what the message was her face darkened slightly. It sent a shiver down her spine. She hated that place. Pat had been up there once already and got something minor. The place...it gave her the chills. But they had to go back sometime after all. She thought this was too soon though.
She grabbed her purse and looked at the pistol. Her concealed permit had not yet arrived. It was better to leave it at home. She stowed it away somewhere hidden and fed the cats before leaving her apartment and got on her bike. Helmet on head before starting it up. The calming roar of the engine made her sigh softly.
Pat revved it a few times before starting to drive off towards the campsite. While she could not carry much on the bike, it was all she had in means of transport. Part from her car at her parents, but that was far away.
It did not take too long until she arrived, having followed a car for a little while before passing it. "How rude to play music that loudly.." she said to herself when she had made some distance.
The campsite was what she expected it to be. Horrifying yet again. She shook her head and tried to calm down as she drove up. Pat saw Riley, Vanessa....and a few others. Even a.....dingo? Her face under the helmet twisted into a mixture of surprise and wonder.
She was so surprised that she did not get off her bike for a while until that music came back which pulled her mind back to the situation and Pat got off her bike. She left it still turned on, just in case.. Neither did she bother removing the leathers, nor the helmet and just lifted the visor slightly. "Another one of your.....friends Vanessa?" the words dripped with venom as her body tensed up, ready for whatever might happen.
Patricia Isaac
Location: The Hospital then home
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. "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."
She stayed quiet until Vanessa left before soon leaving herself. There was way too much going on right now for her. Way too much..
7 days....
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....
Kim Hansson
Location:Gunshop and varies places in town
Interactions: The twins @blackpanther
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. "Excuse me! Can I get some coffee and whatever sandwich you feel like making!?" she half-shouted into the kitchen.
Sarcasm at its finest
Patricia Isaac
Location: The Hospital
Pat could barely believe her ears when Riley spoke to her. How could she not be blaming Vanessa for everything that happened? She was about to object when Riley gently grasped her hand and Pat's frown softened and slowly turned into a blushing smile. She gently patted Riley's head and sighed deeply once to regain her calm. It wasn't often she got angry with anything. Only when it concerned those around her, it had mostly been her students during her life though. Now as she looked over Riley as she lay there, wounded. Something inside of her just snapped. She could not put a finger on it.
She was just getting back to her calm and happy self when Vanessa came back into the room with the boys. She gave her the evil eye before her eyes went to the boys. They looked quite badly off. Perhaps it had just been Riley who healed that quickly? She did not know, but it did worry her. Had one of Riley's ancestors been werewolfs perhaps? Not that it mattered too much. She was mostly afraid for Riley's sake.
Pat got up from her seat and walked over to the boys. "Here...let me help you.." she said gently and smiled softly towards them and pulled out two seats and helped them sit down. Her eyes said what her lips did not. She would not take any objections to her helping them. They were precious to her after all.
She looked around the room after helping the twins sit down and Charlie rolled in. She had seen most of them grow up from a young age. It pained her greatly to see them in this condition, and kept fuling her rage towards Vanessa.
Speaking of the devil the criminal entered the room and she stared at her. Her fists twitched. When Vanessa spoke she said what Pat wished for and she muttered under her breath before walking back to Riley's side and sat down. She was not going to stop with her contempt, and she would not leave the room.
She gently grasped the silver hanging around her neck before turning her gaze towards Vanessa again. Pat wondered if the legends were true. She caught herself thinking of how to get rid of Vanessa and it scared her.
Pat breathed deeply and grasped Riley's hand once again as Vanessa started talking once again. Not too long after Cassandra started speaking as well. It was...shocking to say the least. Was she not scared of the fact that she was now a werewolf? That she could go on a rampage during the moon or kill people with what she almost seemed to think was a gift?
Riley spoke a few words about it being her fault and Pat wanted to quiet her there and then. There was no way that was her fault. Wolves don't attack groups unless you threaten them. Her eyes went to Vanessa. Or was one of her kind.
Alyssa spoke up next and Emily as well. Pat shook her head and wanted to laugh. The whole situation was just....insane. It did not help when Jamaal, the young officer opened a door Pat thought was locked and dropped off a guitar before exiting again before Vanessa stopped him for leaving. "This...is just insane...!"
She listened to Vanessa's story without too much care. She had known her since before. This shed new light on things though, and it did nothing to diminish her contempt and rage. She had KNOWINGLY returned knowing that she was chased.
Her fury started to boil the more she spoke. "What kind of moron are you really!?" Pat opened her mouth and resisted the urge to stand up and slap Vanessa, Riley's hand the only thing keeping her calm enough. "Knowingly you returned here. Knowingly you put everyone in danger. Not just these teens, but everyone in the town. For what? Your own amusement? Your selfish wants or needs? After almost killing them you've got the nerve to borderline demand that you become their alpha. Demanding that they obey the person that almost got them killed? Because of your lust for control?"
Kim Hansson
Location:Hospital then gunshop
"No...nothing much...I just expected someone to have been attacked by a wolf to have deeper wounds. Perhaps they're healing quickly," Kim said and eyed Vanessa. Her mind was adding things together. With the previous argument between the older lady and this woman. Wolf bites, healing, whatever you are. It almost seemed amusing to her. Creatures of myth. They surely could not be real. She had seen plenty of messed up things in her days though. And it was....interesting...in a sense. She could not wait to experiment and test things if it was the case.
No matter though. If there were now a bunch of werewolves running around she guessed she would have to make a few silver bullets. Unconsciously her hand went towards her pistol at her hip before it got placed on her hip instead. She was craving a cigarette right now. But at least she had enough sense not to smoke inside, inside a hospital of all things as well.
Kim smiled towards them as they passed her. She did indeed have a job to do. This whole thing gave her a new boost of energy. Something she had seen in the movie Underworld. She wondered if she could make proper silver and UV light bullets. Because if werewolves were real, then she assumed the other was as well. Along with perhaps other beings as well.
She also had the military contract standing if she wanted to accept it. "Sentry turrets huh?" she said quietly to herself as she walked towards the entrance to the hospital and started making her way home. Now was the time for hard work. Kim opened up the old basement and brought a few things with her down. One thing that had never escaped her mind. Her grandfather's stories about the myths. She started to wonder if some of them had some merit to them.
OK!
Finally have some time off from everything, haha, so IC it in progress atm.
Finally have some time off from everything, haha, so IC it in progress atm.
I've been getting married. xD Busy, busy
Considering that it's 10 days since you said anything IC or OOC, 4 days before you posted the status, while posting in other threads I say that it was quite justified, especially since you were posting in other threads while your status was active.
My grandfather was in the second world war as well. As a serving soldier.
On the border between Sweden and Norway as a patrolling guard. :p
So he never faught, just patrolled. XD
On the border between Sweden and Norway as a patrolling guard. :p
So he never faught, just patrolled. XD
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