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Post by jaredweathers on Jan 20, 2007 0:11:56 GMT -1
"Wait, what the hell is going on? I mean, where the hell is your tow if you're going to help her out? Jared glanced over at Riley and then looked back at Lil. He couldn't help but be sarcastic. "What can I say? I have big guns." He lifted his arms and flexed a little. Even though what he was saying was true. He was strong enough to help her out. Bringing his hands back down, he just kept a little smile on his face. Lil was cute, small. She was a lot like his sister, didn't need the whole make up thing to enhance her features; just stay natural. The whole firey attitude was even better. But werewolves and humans didn't date very well. Oh, nevermind that. Wheres your car?! Oh wait, let me guess, you have the whole 'cottage in the woods' thing going on?""Actually it's more like a log cabin. You really have to come over and see the drapes. I followed Martha's pattern but I don't think I laced the corners well. Either way they are just fab." He stated, one arm wrapped around his waist now and the other with his elbow on his arm and snapping his wrist so it looked like he was doing some gay impression. Then Riley ruined his fun with a quick jab to his ribs. Dropping his arms, he stepped off to the side. "Alright, geez." "Cut the comedy act, Jared. Look he's just helping me. I'm not far from where I was suppose to meet him so all he had to do is run here." Course that was a mistake to say and Jared gave her a look. Did he look like he'd been running? At all? "You know what? Forget it." He watched as she started shoving the gauze at his sister and basically prepared herself to say goodbye. Jared shifted a little as he watched her. It hit him now. Something wasn't right about her. How many girls knew how to fight like she did, carry around a gun and a use a pocket knife like that? Riley did but she was a hunter. He scanned over her truck but found nothing out of the ordinary. No weapons that he could see. "It was nice meeting both of you, have great lives and all that crap. Right now, I've gotta go back to reality." Then she started to walk back to her truck. Jared turned to Riley, hands in his pockets. She didn't look extremely happy with him. "What?" He asked and he knew what. She didn't get to meet many people she could really talk to and maybe she had been hoping Lil could be that human relation she needed. "Hey she was cute but c'mon, she was crazy. Did you see her take the knife out on me?"
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Post by rileyweathers on Jan 20, 2007 16:54:42 GMT -1
Riley wasn't sure how she was going to explain to Lil that Jared was here to help. Or that he was even safe because he had fought back. She had been hoping to get to talk to Lil a little more. Being a hunter, a hunter that had ties with the supernatural even, made it hard to have any kind of friends. "Actually it's more like a log cabin. You really have to come over and see the drapes. I followed Martha's pattern but I don't think I laced the corners well. Either way they are just fab." Riley looked up at him like he was insane and elbowed him in the side. The last thing Lil need was her brother's smart ass remarks. She already looked confused enough as it was. "Alright, geez.""Cut the comedy act, Jared. Look he's just helping me. I'm not far from where I was suppose to meet him so all he had to do is run here." She explained, hoping to ease all the tension. But then she realized what she had said and glanced over at Jared. He didn't exactly look like a guy who had just ran, even if it was a short distance. Then she caught Jared's look and knew he was thinking the same thing. "You know what? Forget it." Riley was a little shocked that she didn't even want to find anything out. Watching as Lil turns around, she was even more shocked when she got all the gauze shoved into her hand. "No Lil wait. He was just trying to help, he wasn't trying to scare you!" Course she was the one who pulled the gun on him. Jared had just been standing there. Glancing up at her brother, she realized he wasn't even trying to help. One less hunter around him didn't bother him in the least. "It was nice meeting both of you, have great lives and all that crap. Right now, I've gotta go back to reality." Riley sighed as she started walking back to her truck. So much for a friendly chat. She could almost feel that she could relate to this girl. Wasn't sure how, but that feeling was there. Jared just stood there casually with his hands in his pocket. Riley looked up at him, obviously unhappy. "What?" Riley didn't get to meet a lot of hunters. When a werewolf tags along and you're known to hang out with two others, you tend to get shunned by your own people. "Hey she was cute but c'mon, she was crazy. Did you see her take the knife out on me?" Riley just shook her head and turned to walk back down to the canal. "C'mon. Let's just get out of here. I've had about all the sibling bonding I can take for one day." She stated, referring to be there to defend him and like wise. She left Jared up there to watch the truck leave.
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Post by Raquel Knight on Jan 20, 2007 17:26:26 GMT -1
The pair of supposed siblings sure did act like it. Rocky had perceived the glares and significant glances to one another but the girl didn’t process that it meant they were telling the truth. She just wanted out. "No Lil wait. He was just trying to help, he wasn't trying to scare you!"Rocky’s eyes glanced up, a disbelieving smile and her tongue rolling over her molar since that was just too hard to believe. Granted, it would be considered self defense if she pulled the gun out on him, but like he said, they just didn’t have time for this. Tossing them both a look again before walking towards the front of the trunk and ripping open the door that was obviously neglected oil, the thought of leaving them was still bothering her. She knew that Riley and her had met somewhere before but still, she couldn’t place her. And how were they going to get out of the woods now? Apparently, Jared was like FlowJo and could run without breaking a sweat, but guilt still played in Rocky’s mind. However, she made the decision to stay out of their lives now. Stepping into the car, she slammed the door closed beside her before starting the engine again. Glancing in the rear view mirror, Rocky put the car in gear, and pressed on the gas to drive to the next town. And although the further she inched away from the two, the less guilty she felt, her thoughts came to an abrupt halt. Riley Weathers, the name had seemed familiar just like her face and her movement. And finally, the nail had been hit. They had a run in before at The Roadhouse. They didn’t talk for hours or anything but Riley had been there for some unknown reason to Rocky and Rocky was of course, looking for another case. So she was another hunter, and apparently a good one if she knew about the refuge Roadhouse. Sighing, Rocky’s guilt had finally won out. Taillights glowed red when boots had slowly pressed on the break, stopping the car. Changing the gear again to reverse, Rocky peeked in the back as she cautiously brought the car back until Riley had met Rocky’s rolled down window. Looking at both of them, she pushed her hair behind her ears as she said, “Riley Weathers, we have met before.” She said in a grieving tone because she knew she’d have to do more than she wanted to, despite her lack of sleep. “The name is Rocky Knight. Hunter and Paranormal Investigator.” Looking at both of them, the idea at hand would be to help them. Head nudging to the inside of the car, she said, “Come on, I’ll give you a ride to the next town.” She said before looking straight again and putting her back to the seat once more, relaxing.
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Post by rileyweathers on Jan 21, 2007 19:27:50 GMT -1
Riley had been walking towards the ditch. She was a little hurt by Lil just leaving but at least now they could get her car out. But she didn't get very far, because Jared grabbed her arm. "Wait, she's coming back." He said and she could hear the confusion in his voice. Turning around, sure enough, there was Lil backing up. Riley stepped back, pulling Jared with her so he didn't get run over. Then she was eye to eye with Lil and the window came down. “Riley Weathers, we have met before.” Riley looked over at Jared who put his hands up in defense. "I didn't sleep with her." But she just shook her head and went back to trying to think of where she might have seen this face before. Riley had been a lot of places, but she didn't remember Lil. Then came the shocking statement, “The name is Rocky Knight. Hunter and Paranormal Investigator.” Riley's jaw just dropped and both siblings stared at each other. This girl was a hunter? And here they were dancing around the subject of hunting, when they could have been swapping real stories. "You mean, you're a hunter, a supernaturalist?" She questioned and now worried about Jared. If Rocky was indeed a hunter, then she was mostly suspicious of Jared. “Come on, I’ll give you a ride to the next town.” A smile came over Riley's face. She'd be happy to accept. It wasn't often that she let herself be in the company of other hunters. She'd been to the Roadhouse a few times but tried to keep to herself. "Sure. Let me grab some of my stuff." And went to turned around but Jared's sudden input made her stop. "No. No way we're just going to hop in.
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Post by Raquel Knight on Jan 22, 2007 16:41:26 GMT -1
Rocky sighed while waiting for the siblings to comprehend the given information but the male just liked to crack crude comments and sexual innuendos apparently. "I didn't sleep with her." Jared had said. Rocky rolled her eyes at the guy before meeting with his big browns again, “Yeah, I’m pretty thankful for that.” She answered. She could name several reasons why and his strength and power over her was one. The guy just seemed pretty odd to her. She’s met Riley, but Jared was still a mystery to her. Granted, he could easily be a hunter as well, but she’s never felt a hunter move like that before. "You mean, you're a hunter, a supernaturalist?" Riley asked, and Rocky was happy to get back to get back on the topic of her and her generosity. She had offered to help them out of this little jam. Decided, Jared made her a little uneasy, the next town wasn’t too far and the way this night was turning out, she’d have to crash there. However, the thought of having no money put her in the position of sleeping in her car, which basically meant she was crabby now. "Sure. Let me grab some of my stuff." Riley had agreed and Rocky was happy that she wouldn’t have to have this guilt plaguing her mind if she left them stranded on the side of the road somewhere. But Jared’s input just made her just a little flustered. She’s had a rough night already, and now this guy was going to make it harder? "No. No way we're just going to hop in.”He whispered to his sister and Rocky had over heard. Sighing in shock, she sat back in her drivers seat when she answered, “Again, if you don’t want my help, that’s fine!”
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Post by jaredweathers on Jan 23, 2007 22:14:00 GMT -1
Jared knew his sister might not be agreeing with him right now. But did she forget what he was? If Rocky was a hunter, how was she going to feel with a werewolf riding around in the cab of her truck? They really didn’t need help. All he had to do was wait for Rocky to leave, change and then push Ry’s jeep out. Hopefully there wasn’t a lot of damage to her grill and engine. Jared hadn’t even taken the chance to look it over yet. ”Jared what are you talking about? We can’t sit here all night and Rocky is one of us. We can trust her.” ”Don’t treat me like I’m one of you, Riley.” Even though he did help her with hunts. Even used guns instead of his strength, just so he could feel normal. But then he knew that might raise questions from Rocky. So he had to quickly cover up. “I’m not as trusting as you,” then glanced at Rocky. “No offense sweet cheeks.” But his sister wouldn’t have this excuse. “Jared, it’ll be fine. Right?” She had turned to Rocky when she asked this. Jared was still hesitant to be around this other hunter. All he wanted was to get he and Riley out of here. But this wasn’t the time to argue and he had to go along with what Riley wanted. ”Alright, fine. I’ll go unload the jeep.” Keeping the unhappy expression on his face, he headed back down into the canal. This is bull… Jared thought to himself. He had opened the back door and was digging around. There was a lot of stuff he didn’t want left in this jeep and he knew Riley would agree. Filling the large orange and black duffle with various weapons, artifacts, a large binder filled with clippings and notes, ammo and other practical items like flashlights and some equipment. Slinging that one over his shoulder, he then grabbed Riley’s orange duffle bag with her clothes and the small black messenger bag that held her small laptop. Once he felt all loaded up, he climbed back up the canal and stood next to her like some personal bellhop. He wasn’t going to say it out loud, but he knew this couldn’t end well.
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Post by rileyweathers on Jan 23, 2007 22:15:49 GMT -1
Jared was opposing Rocky’s help and Riley was a little shocked. Rocky was a hunter like herself and they wouldn’t have to struggle to hide their identity around her. “Jared what are you talking about? We can’t sit here all night and Rocky is one of us. We can trust her.” “Don’t treat me like I’m one of you, Riley.” She heard him growl and then made her start thinking clearly. Jared was right, he may hunt with her but he wasn’t just a hunter. He was a werewolf and she had met plenty of hunters who couldn’t see past that. Sadly, most of them weren’t around still. Riley hated to admit that she had changed but most of the human deaths on her hands were Jareth’s fault. Looking down, Riley realized this might be a problem. Course, now Rocky might be suspicious, but Jared caught himself. “I’m not as trusting as you. No offense sweet cheeks.” So Riley understood why he was hesitant, but she didn’t want to pass up this chance to mingle a little. “Jared, it’ll be fine.” She said softly, trying to reassure him. Then her eyes darted over to Rocky. “Right?” But Jared wasn’t waiting for more reassurance. “Alright, fine. I’ll go unload the Jeep.” Then he was gone, trudging down the side of the canal. Riley did feel a little guilty for forcing her brother into agreeing. But she was confident that his secret would be safe. Turning back to Rocky, she offered her a sincere smile. “Thank again, for helping us. I know Jared doesn’t seem…friendly but he’s not so bad.” Then her brother was at her side again. “What? No keys?” But it wasn’t that big of a deal. “I’ll grab them.” Now she left him with Roc and slid down the canal slope, back to her car. Opening up the driver’s side, she rummaged around and pulled out her smaller bag and the keys. Once she checked all the doors, making sure they were locked, she joined he brother and Rocky. “Alright, so, ready to get this show on the road?”
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Post by Raquel Knight on Jan 24, 2007 16:07:08 GMT -1
The hunter was starting to get hesitant and restless now. She didn’t know how long the bickering was going to hold out yet she tried to be patient. However, did that keep her from paying attention to the other hunter’s conversation? Of course not. ”Jared what are you talking about? We can’t sit here all night and Rocky is one of us. We can trust her.” Riley had said to convince her brother. Oh, so he was a hunter? That explained a lot. She knew Riley from the Roadhouse but never had the pleasure or displeasure of meeting dear old Jared Weathers. She was starting to favor leaving Jared on the side of the road; conversely, since he didn’t seem like he was up for the ride. She didn’t mind driving them and it wasn’t like she was some sort of threat to them but still, he seemed tentative. “I’m not as trusting as you, no offense sweet cheeks.” Jared’s stubbornness seemed to continue. The guy seemed easy going enough prior to this. He attacked Rocky with no second thought, which she had to admit, added on to the “no trusting” issue. “Jared, it’ll be fine. Right?” Riley’s persistence, however, seemed to win out with her brother. “Oh yeah, right. Its not like I’m gonna go all hitch hiker on you guys or anything.” She said, hoping they didn’t find her small joke suspicious since the male seemed on edgy already. Intractably, Jared had went on back to the jeep to gather the bags and such that belonged to Riley and Rocky glanced back to the huntress when she smiled. “Thanks again, for helping us. I know Jared doesn’t seem…friendly but he’s not so bad.”Rocky laughed a bit, and had to admit was nervous herself. She wasn’t one to run into hunters on the road too often and they didn’t exactly give classes for it at the YMCA. “Oh. It’s no problem. And yeah, I’ve noticed Jared’s um…. Well, I’ve noticed Jared. His instincts.” She answered and saw he came back up but had regrettably forgot something. Rocky’s eyes widened a bit when Riley had left her and Jared alone. Her eyes went back to Jared’s as she looked away and laughed anxiously “Well… awkward.” She said before noticing the duffle bags he was carrying. “Oh! Let me help you with those.” She said before pushing open the door and hopped out. Taking one of the orange duffle bags, she slung the light weight bag that she could only assume it was Riley’s clothes instead of weapons since she never felt a weapons bag like this. Going to the back, she opened the tailgate again, placing the bag on top. Since she wasn’t exactly the tallest of girls, she had leaned her stomach on the edge of the gate as she pushed the bag farther back in the truck, waiting for Jared to do the same. “Alright, so, ready to get this show on the road?” Riley had greeted as she came back up the slop and Rocky looked at them both. “Uh, yeah. Just… don’t mind the mess inside.” She said and then closed the tailgate again before proceeding inside the drivers seat. Looking over to the passengers side, she moved the map and the gun, sliding the rifle under the seat as she folded up the map again and waited for the other hunters to get in.
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Post by jaredweathers on Jan 24, 2007 21:49:41 GMT -1
Jared didn’t even look back to watch his sister leave. Instead he caught Rocky looking up at him. Jared stayed very still, watching her just the same. It was a pity he was what he was. He liked her strength and attitude, those were big factors of attraction for him. Of course she was still pretty, but not many female hunters took well to comments about them being ‘cute’ or ‘beautiful’. They’d rather be perceived as tough and just as strong as any guy, leaving the ‘cute’ stuff out. “Well… awkward.” Jared chuckled at her comment. Maybe she wouldn’t be so bad after all. Just as long as he kept his secret, he should be fine. Then he saw her glance down at the bags he was holding. “Oh! Let me help you with those.” She climbed out of the truck and came over to him. “No, it’s ok. I go-“ But she had already taken the clothing bag from him. “Well. My god you are just a life saver. I don’t think I could have carried that much further.” He joked with a smile, following her over to the tail gate. Sliding the bag into the back, weapons clanking against the ridges in the truck bed, he looked over at Riley. Walking over, he took her messenger bag from her and put it in the truck bed. “Alright, so, ready to get this show on the road?” Jared walked back over as Riley addressed Rocky. She looked up at him and he gave her an approving smile. Then both siblings looked back at Rocky. “Uh, yeah. Just… don’t mind the mess inside.” Jared raised a brow as he walked towards the cab of the truck. Standing on the passenger side, being the gentleman he actually is, he opened the door and let Riley climb in first. Then he climbed up and shut the door. Looking around the little cab, he inspected the wound on Riley’s forehead. ”Damn Squeaker. Your head sure stopped your body from getting hurt didn’t it?” H e teased, even though he was concerned. But Rocky had given them the gauze and, if she had the tools, Jared could stitch her up. The trade was something he learned after he became a werewolf. Dominic and Rowan were always get deep cuts and even though they could heal, stitching them up just helped the process move along faster. Glancing past Riley, who was smiling softly at the nickname, at Rocky he studied her as she drove. “So where is it that you’re taking us?” Riley and he would have ended up back at the manor, but they couldn’t take Rocky there.
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Post by rileyweathers on Jan 24, 2007 21:50:43 GMT -1
Riley came back up and saw Rocky putting away the bags, with Jared helping. She wasn’t as worried anymore about how Jared would handle being around another hunter. He was usually pretty good, unless they tried to kill him. Then they came over and were already to go.
”Uh, yeah. Just… don’t mind the mess inside.” Rocky had warned them and Riley had to smile. Jared looked hesitant, wondering how bad it was probably. Riley’s jeep got pretty bag at times and surprisingly, Jared would scold her about it. Heading over to the truck, she smiled up at her older brother as he let her in first. Hoping in, she slid over so she was between them. Then Jared noticed the wound on her head and commented sarcastically, even though he did care.
”Damn, Squeaker. Your head sure stopped your body from getting hurt didn’t it?” Riley glared up at him and looked away with a small smile. She’d never escape that nickname but she did love it. Because only Jared could call her that, thus making it special. Then the question of their destination came up. “So where is it that you’re taking us?” Riley glanced over at Rocky as well.
”You could always just dump us off at some motel,” she suggested. “We really don’t want to be anymore of a hassle for you.” Which was true. Rocky was already going out of her way to give them a ride, she didn’t have to drag them all the way to her OWN destination as well. Riley started looking around the cab of the truck, slightly uncomfortable with all the silence. She always liked to talk about something, anything. Though it wasn’t often she with someone who wasn’t Jared. That’s probably why they were so close, even though they always had been. But now that she was a hunter and he was a werewolf all they really had was eachother.
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Post by Raquel Knight on Jan 25, 2007 0:12:50 GMT -1
Back in the front seat, Rocky had watched the two siblings get situated in the front seat and was actually thankful neither of them volunteered to sit in the back since that was in worse shape. Putting the car in gear again, she drove off of the side of the road again, back on to the deserted highway, one hand on the top of the steering wheel and the other elbow perched on the window sill, her head in her hand. While driving, she had spared a glance to Riley then Jared and had heard their little brother/sister bonding. ”Damn, Squeaker. Your head sure stopped your body from getting hurt didn’t it?”Chuckling, Rocky looked at the Weathers again. “Squeaker? Oh man, if the Roadhouse heard about that…” She said, just to tease and was actually surprised that they acted so brother-sister like. She only knew one other sibling hunting couple and that was the Winchester brothers. “So where is it that you’re taking us?” ”You could always just dump us off at some motel, we really don’t want to be anymore of a hassle for you.”Rocky had her head back in her hand as she blew out a sigh, thinking over the distance, trying to remember from the last time she looked at the map. “Well, the next down is Fayetteville, but its mostly just ranches, antique stores, maybe one motel. I was planning on getting some shut eye there too but uh…” She looked over at them again with another friendly yet nervous smile and shrugged since she didn’t exactly want to let it out in the open that she didn’t have any money and would have to resort to sleeping in the back seat of the car again until she got some. When you’re a known fugitive, credit card scams could only take you so far and pushing your luck every time you used it got to your nerves.
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Post by rileyweathers on Jan 25, 2007 22:10:39 GMT -1
“Squeaker? Oh man, if the Roadhouse heard about that…” Riley glared over at her, but it was only playfully. That name had stuck with her ever since she was little. “Oh yeah. Strikes fear into hearts doesn’t it?” She asked with a small smile. But she wasn’t going to explain; yet Jared was already leaning over her lap. “No. NO!” She tried to stop him but that was inevitable. “Wanna know how she got it?”“No she doesn’t.” Riley stated in a firm tone, but Jared flashed her a grin. Yeah, there was no stopping him now. “Well when she was a baby, you know just born, she used to cry of course. And I was 8 then, so I was old enough to take care of her.” Riley didn’t smile back when he looked at her. She was trying to act like she was annoyed that he brought this up. “And when she cried, she’d make these little ‘squeaks’ and it made her sound so helpless but she never got loud. Never. Just would lie there and squeak. So I started calling her ‘Squeaker’ and the name’s just kind of stuck.” Riley reached out and pushed him back into his seat. “And a lovely name it is. Thank you, Jared.” Then she looked over at Rocky. “And no, you can’t call me that.” But she didn’t say it like she was angry. She was glad to know that Rocky wasn’t going to just drop them off, but it didn’t sound like they had a lot of options for a place to stay. She had to admit, she didn’t have any money on her right now. There was a place back at the manor, where she had some of the money that she and Jared inherited from her mother’s death. “Well, we don’t have any money either. A-at least not on us. I’m sure we could always find somewhere to…crash?” She looked over at Jared. The manor was on her mind, but that was risky for Rocky. They’d be safe of course, but she wasn’t sure that Jareth would allow another hunter in there.
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Post by jaredweathers on Jan 25, 2007 23:02:42 GMT -1
“Squeaker? Oh man, if the Roadhouse heard about that…” Jared chuckled right along with Rocky. Riley had other names of course. Like Ry or JoJo, which her mom use to call her but those weren’t as cute as his ‘Squeaker’. And what made it even better, to him, was that it was HIS nickname, and his only, for her. Then he turned and watched Riley’s sarcastic retort. “Oh yeah. Strikes fear into hearts doesn’t it?” Jared started to lean over her. Rocky had to know this story, just so she understood. “No. No!” He wasn’t surprised that she was fighting back and that just put a bigger smile on his face. “Wanna know how she got it?” He asked, staring straight at Rocky with a grin. Jared was starting to feel more comfortable around this other hunter. Being able to share little stories, just made it easier. ”No she doesn’t.” Riley said, continuing to protest. Jared tried to reassure her with a grin and also let her know that she couldn’t stop him. She finally sat back a little and looked at him with a scowl. “Well, when she was just a baby, you know just born, she use to cry of course. And I was 8 then, so I was old enough to help our mom take care of her.” The little pouty look from Ry still didn’t stop him. “And when she cried, she’d make these little ‘squeaks’ and it made her sound so helpless but she never got loud. Never. Just would lie there and squeak. So I started calling her ‘Squeaker’ and the name’s just kind of stuck.” He explained. Then Riley leaned forward and pushed him back into his seat. “And a lovely name it is. Thank you, Jared.” Then he laughed when she looked over at Rocky and said, “And no you can’t call me that.” Jared settled back in his seat, acting like he’d behave now. The whole situation of where they would stay was an interesting one. He and Riley had a place to stay, no doubt. The only thing was that it might not be a safe place for Rocky to stay. “Well, we don’t have any money either. A-at least not on us. I’m sure we could always find somewhere to…crash?” Then Riley looked over at him and he knew what she was thinking. Take Rocky to the manor? Yeah right, that would go over well and he showed Riley how he felt with just a look. “Well do you have any friends where we could maybe stay?” He asked, looking over at Rocky. He knew hunters had connections with other hunters and safe houses. Riley had some but she never used them now.
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Post by Raquel Knight on Jan 26, 2007 15:35:22 GMT -1
Form leaned forward on the steering wheel, trying to make eye contact with Jared after Riley was trying to block them from speaking about her embarrassing past. Seemed like they got along well enough; which was a rare occurrence since hunters usually didn’t. Riley’s form and stubbornness got in the way when she was speaking to Jared, however, he didn’t let that stop him. Smiling, Rocky sat back in the seat while listening to Jared continue on about Riley’s nickname, keeping her eyes on the road but sparing the man a glance when he so brazenly told his story. “So I started calling her ‘Squeaker’ and the name’s just kind of stuck.” Jared had finished with a smile from him and a glare from Riley. Chuckling, Rocky shook her head at the little anecdote. Seeing Riley shove Jared back into his seat just added to the effect though. Looking back to the road with a small smirk at the siblings, she answered. “Aw, no that’s really a touching name, Ry.” She said just to tease. “Well, we don’t have any money either. A-at least not on us. I’m sure we could always find somewhere to…crash?” Riley had asked. Glancing to the siblings again before taking in and releasing a deep sigh, putting both hands on the wheel again, she pressed back on the seat as she thought while staring at the road. They had a real issue; three adults could not all squeeze into one truck, nor would they really want to, given the givens. Giving a shrug, Rocky answered, "Well, I was just planning on sleeping in my car but since you guys don't have a place to stay either... I guess we're gonna have to figure something out." She answered. “Well do you have any friends where we could maybe stay?” Jared asked, and it wouldn't be completely out of the question. Glancing to the street name, she knew a place. It was a disgusting place but a place to stay, nonetheless. Clenching her jaw, she just through about the situation. "Um... yeah actually, I do but... hes out of town." She said glancing at them, her lies increasing over time when knowing them. "He owns a farm around here, and the barn is easy to break into so we can just crash there." She explained, not knowing if they would actually go for the idea since they didn't know this guy but hunters really weren't too picky usually. After they had agreed, Rocky turned the wheel of her pick-up truck, traveling down a dirt road off of the main highway. There were no lights illuminating the rocky road leading up the house except for her head lights. However, since it was Jacen Brice's house, she went no where near the actual inhabitance. She parked down the road, closer to the barn and looked over to the other hunts. "Um, listen I'd rather not make too much noise. You know, neighbors and all that." She stated before opening the driver's side door. She looked in the back of the truck and quickly plucked up the duffle bag with her clothing before starting towards the barn.
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Post by rileyweathers on Jan 28, 2007 21:13:23 GMT -1
Riley looked over at her and was now a little leary. Why did they park so far away? If this was supose to be some friends house, you would think they could park a little closer. Glancing at Jared, she looked back over at Rocky. "Um, listen I'd rather not make too much noise. You know, neighbors and all that." Riley nodded and then followed her brother as he climbed out of the cab. Jared had gone around back, grabbing Ry's duffle. He didn't have anything but she kept a few extra sets of clothes for him. "Uh, are you sure this is ok? I mean if your friend isn't real big on company..." But she just kinda bit her lip. Rocky was walking away now, so she jogged to keep up. Someone how this idea had BAD written all over it. "So, please tell me there's a shower in that barn." Even though she was teasing a little, but a shower didn't sound so bad. "I'm sure the cows have a trough." Jared had suggested. "Then there's bound to be a hose around here somewhere." She shot him a glare and continued to trod through the grace, following Rocky to the barn. This still seemed a little too much of a breaking and entering, instead of crashing at a friends place. "So when's this friend getting back? I mean we aren't going to have any lovely wake up calls are we?"
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