OOC: Louis! Louis! Louis! ;^o^; BIC: Hannah froze against Edward. "I don't want to talk about either of those." She murmured, barely able to keep her voice from shaking. Beatrice gave Michael a confused look. Does he mean which vampire bit her or which werewolf she bit??
Claire stood stone still, petrified by fear. Her eyes flickered across the room, trying to finds means of escape. As the beasts cleared a path for Advent, the doorway came into her line of sight. For a split second, she thought of running, but she knew she had no chance of outrunning the beasts or Advent.
Hannah leaned against Edward after taking her hood off, and closed her eyes. "Doesn't hurt too much anymore." She said quietly. Noticing the new scent in the room, she lifted her head and looked around, her eyes finally resting on Michael. "Oh...," Beatrice noticed Hannah's gaze. "Hannah, this is Michael." John turned away from Lestat and stalked off into the woods.
Hannah kept her eyes the ground, not wanting to look at anyone. "You okay? What happened?" Beatrice questioned. "Not now, Bee," Hannah mumbled. "Don't give me any of your bullsh*t." John snapped. "Just stay away from her."
"Doesn't matter," Hannah breathed. "I'm... I'm okay now, I think." "Protecting her?!" John repeated. "You took her to a secluded place and seduced her, and you expect me to believe you?!" "He can hold a grudge that long?" Beatrice asked, amazed. "Huh..."
"John's upset," Hannah murmured. John turned to look at Lestat. "You would know! I saw what you did! Her memories are too vivid for you to tell me that you didn't!" His hands balled into fists, his eyes burning. "Why would Edward be mad at you?" Beatrice asked.
Hannah squeezed her eyes shut, staying as close to Edward as she could. Hannah! John yelled after her. He cursed aloud and struck the tree nearest him, breaking the trunk. "Oh, right." Beatrice held back a laugh. "But Van Helsing didn't do anything wrong."
Hannah stumbled after Edward. "I... I'm not sure." Hannah! John shouted. Stop right there. Hannah's legs locked in place. "Edward... pick me up..." Beatrice smiled back and then looked at Van Helsing. "What do mean? Why do you have to do anything?"
"John," Hannah groaned in answer, holding her head. Give me one good reason to let you live. John growled. "There's room with Carl, I think." Beatrice offered. "Or you could sit with me." OOC: Carl's got compettition!
"Um, Greece, I'm pretty sure." Hannah said after a moment. "Oh, Edward, it was so beautiful. You should have seen it." You little wench! John shouted in Hannah's mind. Hannah cringed against Edward, only barely biting back her cry of pain. "John..." Get away from him! John ordered. Hannah stiffly moved away from Edward, her eyes on the ground. Beatrice shuddered. "He sounds... scary."
"Yeah," Hannah replied. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm great, thanks to Lestat." She smiled. "Wait...," Beatrice stared at Michael. "What did you say..?"
"Come here," Garxena held out her arms for Hiro. Hiro floated to Garxena's lap. "No job for you?" "Not now, I guess," Garxena sighed. "I'll just wait for Silax to get back. I do need to talk to him about something." Hiro tilted his head. "What?" Garxena smiled. "Something important. Happy."
Hannah pulled her hair over her shoulders, adjusting her hood to keep it on. She pursed her lips and ran her tongue over her teeth, trying to make the blood less visable.
Hannah tried to smile. She was about to say good-bye, but thought better off it; after all, she knew she'd see Lestat again. Trying to keep her smile, she walked back to the inn. Oh, Beatrice folded her arms. That's not really a good reason for him to trust Michael.
Garxena cradled Hiro in her arms. "This is certainly a change." She murmured. "I can't remember the last time we were appointed assignments." Hiro flew to the middle of the room. "All of you get assignments." He mimicked Yeifou and then giggled.
Hannah slowly, unwillingly, stepped away from Lestat. "Thank you," She said quietly as she drew up her hood. "For everything, really. I'm not sure how things would have turned out without you." Beatrice stared at Michael. Why'd he say all that now?
Hannah nodded. "That's fine... I understand." "Um, Van Helsing, this is Michael," Beatrice explained.
Teehee! OOC: I LOST THE GAME!!! DX BIC: "I guess so," Hannah answered. "I wouldn't want to delay Van Helsing's plans." Beatrice led Michael back to the other room. "Oh... When did you two get back?" She asked Van Helsing and Jinx.
"If you find it to be needed." No... Claire whimpered. Angel stiffened outside the doorway. What the hell is going on in there?!
Hannah moved away from the sunlight. "No. It would have been much worse if I had stayed." "Good," Beatrice smiled back. "You'll want to stay on Edward's good side. Van Helsing... he's a different story. It's hard to keep him happy."
