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Post by Sylphie on Aug 13, 2016 0:04:00 GMT
Ryan Haywood Ah, a day away from everyone else. That was exactly what the male needed, especially after the recent shitstorm that just went down, like what the fuck. He was a fucking Familiar now? What did that even mean. Well actually don't answer that. Sam had already explained after the whole debacle and finding out he was tied to Fawn and Dean was tied to Lark. And him? He was tied to no one it seemed. An unclaimed familiar. Now if that was dangerous or not, who knew? Certainly not the bozos back at the motel. The barely even knew how to be witches in the first place. The blonde shoved his hands into his pants pocket and continued walking. He wondered what would happen if he just transformed right now. That would be something. A leopard calmly walking down the streets. Maybe he should try that, the chaos would be a welcoming normality to him.
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Post by Timur on Aug 13, 2016 0:49:47 GMT
Sarina The female had it on her bucket list to try every type of taco in the world. Which was what she was doing at that moment-trying a new taco. It tasted pretty good, even if it was hella spicy with the jalapeño peppers mixed in with the meat, not to mentions the person who made it insisted on hot sauce. Well, she didn't care, she would eat one of every type of taco in the world, one at least. Sarina turned as she took another bite of her taco, curious as to what the screaming was about. Being a witch, she was used to screaming, but it seemed as if this was a scared screaming, something that caught her attention. Surely there wasn't another witch here who was hewing in public? The russian's blue eyes widened at the sight of a leapord, this wasn't normal. She quickly finished the bite of taco and brushed away the black strand of hair that had fallen in her face. Maybe it was hungry. She would offer it some taco, assuming animal control didn't reach it first. Either way, Sarina could always get another. She would casually walk over to the leapord and stand in front of it, squatting down to extend a hand to offer it the rest of her taco. "You hungry? I promise it's not poisoned, well unless jalapeño is poison to leapords." she stated, raising an eyebrow in question. Well this sure was a peculiar sight.
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Post by Sylphie on Aug 13, 2016 1:04:52 GMT
Ryan Haywood Yup, calming chaos. Now wasn't that an oxymoron. Calming Chaos. Hm. He,d have to remember that. The male would happily watch as people screamed and ran away from him. Well, except for one. Ryan paused and tilted his head as this girl, probably Russian, offered him a taco. Him, currently a deadly leopard, a spicy jalapeño taco. What the actual fuck. He scoffed as he sniffed at it. Couldn't hurt to try it. Besides what did he have to lose? So the leopard leaned forward to carefully and snatched the taco feom the woman's hand and began scarfing it down. He immediately regretted it. His mouth was on fire. Ryan began doing little leopard huffs and shook his head trying to cool it down.
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Post by Timur on Aug 13, 2016 1:17:58 GMT
Sarina Leave it to Sarina to offer a leapord a taco and succeed. And not get clawed in the process. She gave a small smile as the leapord took it, watching curiously as he, or she assumed it was a he, ate it. The initial reaction was good, but then the effects of the jalapeño kicked in and it almost looked as if he was panting. "Too spicy? Want me to get you something for it?" she asked. It wasn't likely she was going to get an answer but hey, she gave him the taco she should help out when it got too spicy.
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Post by Sylphie on Aug 13, 2016 1:29:16 GMT
Ryan Haywood You know what? Fuck this form. It wasn't like he was going to be able to get anything for his mouth fast as an animal with the inability to commune. So Ryan shifted back to his Human form and began fanning his mouth. "If you're serious, a glass of milk would do wonders." He said, more expecting the girl to run off in horror than to actually stay and help him. Okay, when she did abscond, where was the closest source of water or drink. Was that a grocery store? Yeah, he could go there and steal what he needed.
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Post by Timur on Aug 13, 2016 1:36:53 GMT
Sarina Leopard she could deal with rather easily. Leopard changing into a human? Well she had heard of similar creatures, and this obviously wasn't a skinwalker due to the fact that he still had clothes on, so could it be...? It had to be a familiar, there was nothing else to fit the description. But why one was here and now was totally lost on her. Her eyes widened, partly with surprise, partly with shock. A familiar, was it really a familiar? The screaming of the others around her faded into a background noise. They would have to get out of there and quick-se was pretty sure someone just called the police. Once they figured out that he wasn't human, then he would be taken by the government(or so she thought) and experimented on. That couldn't happen. "Let's go before the cops get here." she finally said. There was milk in her place, and she would quickly beckon to follow her and then sprinted to her car. "There's milk at my place!" Sarina called out to the other over her shoulder. She quickly got in the driver's side and closed the door, waiting to see if the other would follow. He seemed enough like the type to do so.
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Post by Sylphie on Aug 13, 2016 1:45:04 GMT
Ryan Haywood Police? They weren't that big a deal for him. He could easily out gun them with the simple handguns he had on his person. Besides, they'd never take him alive, he'd kill himself before he'd let that happen. He was a very notorious criminal, and would probably get the death sentence anyways. He didn't feel like waiting and possibly being found out and then experimented on. That's not what caught his attention, it was the fact she offered to take him back to her house. Welp. Sure was easier than fighting the coos with a burning mouth. So yeah the blonde followed and got into the passenger seat of her car. She clearly was majorly unfazed by his transformation, so she had to know about the Supernatural. Maybe he'd be able to learn more from her. "Okay, let's go." Was his simple response, not bothering to buckle up. He never buckled up just like he never drank.
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Post by Timur on Aug 13, 2016 2:13:59 GMT
Sarina A daredevil grin broke her face as she heard the passenger side door open and close, and he spoke. She put the keys in the ignition and turned it on, easing out of the parking space she invented to stop to but the taco. Of course, this left probably just about everybody but them confused, and Sarina made sure to go fast so that hopefully no one got the license plate number. It was likely they would get the type of car it was, but hey some things you just couldn't prevent. The female made her way to where her appartment was, she travelled quite a bit due to her dream to try every type of taco. After a couple minutes of driving away from the area, she would say "Im Sarina, what's your name?"
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Post by Sylphie on Aug 13, 2016 2:22:31 GMT
Ryan Haywood "My name. James." Ryan said. Hinestly, that was the truth. His first name was James, he just much rather preferred to go by Ryan. To him, Ryan was a much better name. Besides, wasn't like he wanted to give out the name he most commonly went by. He would prefer not to cause a car wreck. The flames in his mouth were gradually getting duller and duller. Maybe by the time they got to her house, it'd be gone completely. But hey, free ride away from the cops, not gonna pass this up.
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Post by Timur on Aug 13, 2016 2:41:14 GMT
Benedict James? She knew someone named James once. He killed her pet dog, so she did the witch thing where he also died in a gruesome way. She gave a small nod. "Well it's nice to meet you James, and when we get to my appartment, don't touch anything." she said. There were some spell books laying out and about, but none of them were open she was pretty sure. Hopefully he would do as she requested, or he might end up opening the closet where she kept the cat skulls in a box for hex bags, or open the drawer that had her knives that certainly weren't for cutting a steak or the thanksgiving turkey. Well if he had had a witch before, he would understand, but rather safe than sorry.
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Post by Sylphie on Aug 13, 2016 16:36:47 GMT
Ryan Haywood Don't touch anything? Now if he was Gavin, then that would immediately make him want to touch everything. But luckily, Ryan wasn't the Brit. So instead he just raised an eybrow and began speculating. Maybe she was a serial killer? Hm. That would be fun to fuck around with, considering he was for worse than any serial killer. "Mkay. About how far away are we?" Ryan asked her, tilting his head softly.
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Post by Timur on Aug 13, 2016 17:37:47 GMT
Sarina In a way she was a serial killer, but when she did kill someone she had good reason and used witchcraft. Good reason in her mind at least. Luckily he agreed, and they weren't to far away. "Id say less than five minutes." Sarina replied, turning a corner. Just about a block away was their destination, so it was less than five minutes.
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Post by Sylphie on Aug 14, 2016 2:11:32 GMT
Ryan Haywood The mercenary would nod and lean back to wait. He was never one for small talk, plus silence was fifty times better than idle chit chat. He was left to wonder who exactly this person was, especialy considering that she hadn't even reacted negatively to him shifting. So she probably knew what he was, which was a bit unnerving, but what could he do? He could only wait and see what she would do.
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Post by Timur on Aug 15, 2016 19:11:48 GMT
Sarina Soon later, they pulled into the parking lot of a decent apartment building. Sarina put the car in park and turned it off, taking the keys out of the ignition. "Here we are, you still want a glass of milk?" the female asked, unbuckling her own seatbelt, not really caring that Ryan hadn't put his on. /sorry late reply!
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Post by Sylphie on Aug 16, 2016 1:06:34 GMT
Ryan Haywood "Eh, fire's mostly out. But if you got a Diet Coke I'll take it." Ryan said as he wxited the car and stretched softly. Yeah, he would probably hang out a bit before he went back to the others. He aslo would be kind and decide not to kill this lady since she had been kind enough to help him with escaping the police. Maybe he'd let her pet his leopard form as he curled up and tried to sleep in relative peace.
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