Abby had been laying down on the couch reading when she'd heard the door. Heard the sounds of shattering glass and firefighting. What the hell?! That caught her attention and she was up, her book laid face down, and heading in the direction of all the noise. Because to her that's all it was for the moment. But what she saw stopped her in her tracks.
King
She couldn't remember the last time that she'd seen him but it didn't matter. Here King. Have an armful and lipful of Abigail Whistler.
Both of King's brows shot up and his eyes grew wide as he suddenly found himself with an armful of Abigail Whistler where she had just been down the corridor with her Arc frying some vampire ass. Needless to say he was more than a little confused. The kissing.. well that helped a little and was nice but when the hell did she ever give more than a damn about him?
Carefully trying to pry the girl off him which he would later think of how weird that was, Hannibal tried to hold her at arms length. "How. You. Where." Lightly King clicked his tongue off the roof of his mouth. "So when did the necksuckers finally smarten up and get a bar in their safe houses and how are you here when you were just there?"
Yes, well, it has taken a long ass time for her to actually come to terms with the fact that she has feelings for him. Something that she's just... coming to terms with herself so to speak. But when he pulls her away and keeps her that far (not really far) she stares at him a bit. Oh, she knew where the hell this was going. Knew it and didn't like it.
"Where did you just show up from, King?"
Because she had done a lot during her... and now he was talking about the safe houses and the like. "They didn't get a bar in their safe house. This is Milliways. Completely cut off from any vampire we know. Or will know."
"Uuuuuh that would be me explaining the whole 'found the secret no girls allowed' club that went to kick a little blood suckers ass in?" Seriously. Did she hit her head? Within an instant King was moving trying to get a good look about to see if she had. "Seriously, Whistler, as much as I'm good with getting Punked any day of the week I don't think during the middle of a mission is a very good place."
Though he was going to have to give her points for style on finding a bar in a safe house. Maybe they could raid the cabinets before going back to the Nightstalker's base...
Oh hello possible vampire with a British accent! How are you today? Hannibal is doing fine and he's eying you carefully especially at the sudden jumpy actions. Sure he didn't know exactly when Vampire safe houses got bars, and he was sure that Abby would have told him about this or Whistler one, but was liking the idea. They always had good taste of drink.
"Okay.. give me a second to catch my breath.. then you can start telling me where your boss is at. And I promise not to taunt you to much with the silver. Or the garlic."
"Oh. Right. And I'm actually Little John- seriously though. I'm glad to see that you all are becoming a little more creative in their sense of humor. It gives me something to play off of."
Of course the red head could be a familiar. There was always the chance he was a human lackey posing in his creator's place. Which was why, as King walked over, he let his hand drift over the silver stakes strapped to his vest just to make a point. "When did the bloodsuckers start to put bars in their safe houses? Or is this a little more than your simple hide and go seek spot with the sunny days of outside?"
King? That EXTREMELY high pitched shriek of panic, and then the clatter of a man diving to the floor? Yeah, that would be George who slowly peered his head back up over the table, and stared at the other man, mouth agape.
"ARE YOU COMPLETELY MENTAL?!? You could have blown up the whole bar!"
Standing from where he was still leaning back against what he thought wast the door, King rolled his shoulders. Not many vampires reacted like that or even familiars. Generally most were rushing him trying to get an edge on the former vampire. So he rolled his shoulder popping his neck and shoulders slightly as he approached the flailing man. "Singed it a little maybe. Would have given us a good tropical island tan. But you're welcome in advance for the rescue."
Because seriously. Vampire safe house with a bar? Humans were on the menu in more was than one probably.
He snorted at that and would be the first to admit he's so so NOT a vampire, "Just mostly mental, and rescue from what? Nobody's in danger here at the moment."
Human though... well, perhaps mostly human? Or at least mostly for about 28 days out of the month.
King rolled his eyes before going back to his careful study of the people about the room, some of them looked rather fishy, then back to the kid who was talking to him. Well he could be a vampire. There were ones that were born instead of turned. However the pup seemed more flail than any of the vampires he had ever met before. "I meant now blowing up the damn place, kid. Being crazy is just a state of mind and I think I passed that point a long time ago."
Rescue from what? Der. Der fucking der. Vampire safe house with a bar? "Well I'd beg to differ, but if you wanna stay and be the next not-quite-dead-Dracula-wanna-be's dinner then I have no big objections of leaving you here."
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King
She couldn't remember the last time that she'd seen him but it didn't matter. Here King. Have an armful and lipful of Abigail Whistler.
More confusion for you.
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Wait. Abby?
Both of King's brows shot up and his eyes grew wide as he suddenly found himself with an armful of Abigail Whistler where she had just been down the corridor with her Arc frying some vampire ass. Needless to say he was more than a little confused. The kissing.. well that helped a little and was nice but when the hell did she ever give more than a damn about him?
Carefully trying to pry the girl off him which he would later think of how weird that was, Hannibal tried to hold her at arms length. "How. You. Where." Lightly King clicked his tongue off the roof of his mouth. "So when did the necksuckers finally smarten up and get a bar in their safe houses and how are you here when you were just there?"
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"Where did you just show up from, King?"
Because she had done a lot during her... and now he was talking about the safe houses and the like. "They didn't get a bar in their safe house. This is Milliways. Completely cut off from any vampire we know. Or will know."
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Though he was going to have to give her points for style on finding a bar in a safe house. Maybe they could raid the cabinets before going back to the Nightstalker's base...
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"Bloody 'ell!"
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"Okay.. give me a second to catch my breath.. then you can start telling me where your boss is at. And I promise not to taunt you to much with the silver. Or the garlic."
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There's a rather nasty bruise above his right eye and by the time Hannibal's finished talking, Will is tense and ready to fight if he needs to.
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Of course the red head could be a familiar. There was always the chance he was a human lackey posing in his creator's place. Which was why, as King walked over, he let his hand drift over the silver stakes strapped to his vest just to make a point. "When did the bloodsuckers start to put bars in their safe houses? Or is this a little more than your simple hide and go seek spot with the sunny days of outside?"
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King? That EXTREMELY high pitched shriek of panic, and then the clatter of a man diving to the floor? Yeah, that would be George who slowly peered his head back up over the table, and stared at the other man, mouth agape.
"ARE YOU COMPLETELY MENTAL?!? You could have blown up the whole bar!"
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Standing from where he was still leaning back against what he thought wast the door, King rolled his shoulders. Not many vampires reacted like that or even familiars. Generally most were rushing him trying to get an edge on the former vampire. So he rolled his shoulder popping his neck and shoulders slightly as he approached the flailing man. "Singed it a little maybe. Would have given us a good tropical island tan. But you're welcome in advance for the rescue."
Because seriously. Vampire safe house with a bar? Humans were on the menu in more was than one probably.
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Human though... well, perhaps mostly human? Or at least mostly for about 28 days out of the month.
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Rescue from what? Der. Der fucking der. Vampire safe house with a bar? "Well I'd beg to differ, but if you wanna stay and be the next not-quite-dead-Dracula-wanna-be's dinner then I have no big objections of leaving you here."
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