Dexeon sighed. I had her in the palm of my hand and she's doesn't talk about anything to anyone unless it's Silax. And she hasn't even talked to him yet. He thought angrily. I've got to get her to trust me again.
Dexeon smiled, knowing he'd reached another weak spot. "She's the one who chose to go." He reminded Garxena. "If she gets herself killed, that's not something you should worry about."
Dexeon roughly turned Garxena round to face him. "It's Kai, isn't it?"
Dexeon waited a moment, struggling to keep his temper under control; there was no reason to blow his cover now. "Garxena," He started slowly. "I'm your brother. Can't you trust me?"
Dexeon tilted Garxena's face to look up at his. "You can think aloud to me." He said smoothly. "Tell me what's reallyl troubling you."
"Seeing as what's happened to you," Dexeon let go of Garxena. "I think I do. The moment I let you out of my sight, something will go wrong."
Dexeon pulled Garxena into a hug. "Relax. It was just a suggestion."
"Now, now, Garxena," Dexeon put a hand on his sister's shoulder. "There's no need to be upset."
He's strange. John thought, placing his gun back in it's holster.
"Every bloodsucker means harm." Jake retorted. "Even if they're 'good', they'll snap one day and kill a whole village if they can." His grip tightened on his gun. "I don't like carrying silver bullets, but I do for the rare case of someone like you. If you try to protect them, I'll kill you too."
"I can't do that." Jake said more calmly. "I've already started; and a player can't drop out in the middle of a game."
"Is that so?" Jake stood, anger flaring in him. "What are you playing at? Trying to get on their good side and then take them out, is that it? Just kill them and be done with it!"
Jake paused loading his bullets. "What friends, my good sir? I've just arrived here and I haven't had the time to meet anyone." He put the last bullets in while piecing together that this werewolf must be the one traveling with the vamires.
"I could say the same about you." Jake turned around to face Edward. "What brings you to these stables so late?" He leaned against his stallion's stall door and casually started to load his second gun.
Jake finished accomodating his horse and looked around the stables. This place needs a stable boy.
Jake went back to the stables to see his stallion, contemplating how he would kill the two vampires he'd let escape. As he got closer to the tavern, he felt rage from one of the rooms. There's another werewolf here? This game gets better and better. OOC: TEEHEE!!!!
Jake placed a hand on his side as he took the long way back to the town. It was healing quickly. With the third player, this game will be the most intriguing I've ever been part of.
Jake let go of Hannah, sliding backwards. "You make an interesting player." He rubbed his jaw. "I want to see how long this game can go on. The longer ones are more fun." He grinned and then went deeper into the forest.
Jake grinned. "I knew you couldn't." He hit the gun away from Hannah and grabbed her hands. "A soft blood sucker? I don't think I'll ever meet another like you."
Jake stopped right in front of the gun. "Do it then."
