Van Helsing (Cont.)

Van Helsing walked with Carl down the stairs. "Are you alright?" he asked.

 

"Should you leave now?" Edward asked, touching Hannah's hand.

 

"It's up to her when she wants to go," Lestat murmured.

 

Hannah jerked away from Edward's touch. "Sorry," She mumbled. "I guess now would be good."

 

"Yeah. I'm fine. You?" Carl asked.

Jinx looked over at the stairway, seeing Van helsing and Carl coming down. "Yeah, she needs all the help she can get right now..." she muttered, looking back at the table.

 

Lestat sighed, giving Edward a smirk. "She'll be back soon, don't worry," he said without much emotion, stepping over to Hannah.

"Shall we?" he asked, extending his hands.

 

Van Helsing frowned, shaking his head. "No," he muttered, but put on a smile as they reached the table Jinx and Beatrice sat at. "OKay, ladies?" he asked.

 

Michael blah blah blah

 

Edward swallowed, standing and stepping back.

 

OOC:


BIC: Hannah opened her eyes and took Lestat's hands.

"Peachy kean." Beatrice answered Van Helsing acidly.

 

"Uh huh." Jinx answered, looking up at them. "How is everything going up there?"

Carl frowned, "That sort of depends on how you look at it."

Will walked through the town's streets, watching the sun set with a smirk on his face. Things are getting interesting with this group... It will be interesting to see hwo they deal with it all. Espesically that fool Dracula.

 

Lestat pulled Hannah close to him, one arm around her waist, the other by her neck. "Just don't hold your breath," he muttered in her ear, and gave Edward a look before shutting his eyes. He pictured the Grecian island in his mind, envisioning the waves around it, the candles lit in its windows for him already. He saw the room, the large bed, fireplace, bookshelves, paintings... and then willed himself... there.

When he opened his eyes, they stood in the exactly place he'd thought of.

 

Edward gasped when they disappeared, turning on the spot once or twice... and then sighed. He stepped toward the door, trying not to look out at the moon. He felt the urge to run out of the inn, burst into a run on all fours... but swallowed it quickly, wanting to control himself.

 

"Lestat and Hannah are gone by now," Van Helsing muttered.

 

Jinx's lips tightened. "How is Edward, then?" she asked, looking back at the stairs.

Carl shook his head. "Probably pissed off or scared out of his mind." he answered. "He needs her as much as she needs him right now."

 

Hannah stayed stone still against Lestat, her eyes tightly shut, making sure she didn't hold her breath.

"Already?" Beatrice asked.

OOC;

 

"I'm fine," Edward spoke behind Van Helsing, happy he made the man jump. "She'll be safe."

 

"Very trusting for no good reason," Van Helsing muttered under his breath.

 

"You can open your eyes, dear," Lestat said with a small laugh. "And just look around for a moment, if you like, before we go... downstairs."

 

Jinx looked out the window at the darkening sky, "I hope we can trust him." she said quietly, not knowing what else to do but hope he was a better person than John or Will.

"He seems to know what he's doing..." Carl commented, uncertainly.