Give me the fire in your heart/I'll burn the world down

[psychomasochist]

Characters: Hack, Troy
Rating: PG13 (subject to change)
Time Period: Modern
Location: Time Room, and the hallway outside
Relative Date: After this thread
Status: Open, PM to join

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[wolf_troy]

Troy had followed the scent of blood to the time room, his instincts wanting to see whatever had died. maybe it would be something to scavenge, but it was as he saw the woman there, with the blood on her, he froze, hackles raising and a growl on his lips. He did not know what had happened, but he knew something had died, and she looked unwounded.

[psychomasochist]

Hearing the growl, Hack turned on her heel, a grin curling her lips up. "Hello?" She wasn't quite sure what to make of the wolf there, tilting her head to one side. "At least you're not a dino. What're you doing here, wolfie? I mean, I don't expect an answer, but this place is a little weird already, so ain't going to hurt asking."

[wolf_troy]

Troy growled deeper, looking quite menacing with his three times normal size of a wolf frame. "I was following the smell of death, yet you are not dead." he growled, teeth bared, snapping into the air.

[psychomasochist]

Hack's grin widened, and she took a step closer to the wolf. She knew most people would probably back away from the danger the wolf presented, but she hasn't backed away from danger yet. Flirted with it, more often.

"Of course I'm not dead. A lot of death surrounds me, but I try not to end up dead myself." She doesn't even question how she hears the wolf, just responds like she's talking to anyone else.