(Callie Carson)
? The wind continued to howl outside, sand pelting the building as they heard the sound of growling at the doors and windows to the sheriff's office. The grating noise of sharp talons scraping across the wooden door then filled the room and left them all uneasy.
The sheriff looked at the group and shook his head, "Demons? Magic? You all been smoking peyote or something? I don;t know what's out there but it ain't nothin' like that."
?"Oh really?" Callie asked calmly as she sat on the sheriff's desk and loaded her pistol with the special bullets. She looked up and gave a nod toward Flynn, "I suppose it was mass hallucination when we saw my friend there turn into a horse?"
?The sheriff started to respond and was cut off by the deep, laughing growl right outside the door, followed by the slamming of heavy fists against the wood. He considered again responding, but decided maybe the girl was right
Callie turned from Chase to Etienne. She scowled and looked back to Chase, "So what's the deal with the girl? Why you dragging her around and keeping her under such close watch?"
(Flynn)
Flynn lay stretched out on the bench with his hat over his eyes, drifting in the half-consciousness that exists between wakefulness and sleep, aware of what was being said but feeling like he was hearing it from far, far away.? He was dimly aware of the raging chaos pounding and clawing at the door to the sheriff's office, but largely ignored it. The only thing that mattered at the moment was replenishing his glamour.? Ordinarily, he would have gone to secret spots where free glamour magically gathered, but if this was unknown territory to him and if there were any such spots in the vicinity, they were apparently beyond his ability to sense. ?
He could also ordinarily gather glamour from the imaginations of people, but right now everyone in this drab little town was raging about under some seemingly demonic control. The only one who wasn't was the sheriff who seemed to have all the imagination of a dried horse turd.? Which only left Callie and the others gathered with him in the sheriff's drab and dreary office.? And under the circumstances, it was unlikely that any of them would be indulging in any kind of reverie any time soon.
There was one option left. It would leave him vulnerable for a time, but he didn't see any way around it. Releasing his contact with the conscious world, he let himself go and began constructing a dream, letting his own imagination guide him.? He summoned his memories of his passionate coupling with Callie and began using them to fashion a dreamscape of a naked Callie, but one so huge as to take up the whole horizon, a vast mountain range of womanhood, with curving hills, deep inviting valleys, languid flows of curling brush and briar, and starlight reflected in eye pools the size of lakes.? It was his companion writ large and overpowering, and the pookah lost himself in the wonder of her, his mortal sensuality filling with desire even as his fae self drank in the glamour that was now overflowing from his creation.
[Sicilien]
Regardless of how deeply Sicilien may have slept, there was a part of him that always stayed away on some level.? It wasn't that he wasn't able to drift off, but that his very nature dictated that he always keep on eye open, so to speak.? Even if it was an eye that neither of them could see.? Howlings aside, this was a relatively peaceful place so he took what he could get.? It sounded like the trouble they were going to get to would increase in level as they went along, if the demonic forces that were hellbent on tearing them apart would not disperse.? Like most hordes, mindless, feral beings like the ones whirling about the in the storm always had a leader, and if they find this leader, then they could put a stop to the chaos.? That is, if the leader was anywhere near here, which they would be stupid if they were.
Regardless, they were stuck here for now and he was going to get some semblance of rest.? However, when his consciousness heard Callie mention the female, he perked up, though gave no physical indication thereof.? His chest continued to rise and fall, being quite successful at the mimicry of one deep in sleep, but kept one ear open.? He, too, was curious as to why Chase had such a hard-on for her.
Etienne Dessuente?
As Etienne lay listening with her back to the group, her hair across her face she would be lying if she didn¡¯t secretly find it amusing that the woman was starting to grill the big ass who had followed her here both to the town and in the jail...the fact that he had actually apparently helped her notwithstanding.
She was also the surprised that other women didn¡¯t hear his explanation of why he wasn¡¯t letting her out of his sight.? Because he believed she was part of this five that the crazy Amy kept yammering about.
She wasn¡¯t...or at least that wasn¡¯t something she was willing to claim (even if truth be told she did kinda believe). Her life was complicated enough without getting wrapped up in this drama.
Chase frowned he understood that others thought he and
Etienne were an item.? Sure he would have
secretly liked that idea, but she made it clear she wasn¡¯t fond of him at
all.? So now he was acting like some
heartsick lover protecting a woman with unrequited love.? She was important in all of this.? The other guy maybe gone, but that didn¡¯t
change his roll in all of this and apparently it was not around this time¡but
through that mean he would have to get her and the others to Miller¡¯s Crossing
in one piece¡ok alive or he would never be free¡one way or another.
¡°Is it so hard to believe in things that go bump in the
night?? Demons, devils, witches,
vampires, werewolves?? You don¡¯t have any
time when you simply couldn¡¯t explain something?? If not then why do you have special
bullets?? Why was everyone here so
comfortable with a man becoming a horse?¡±?
He knew it was Flynn because his scent didn¡¯t change.
¡°She doesn¡¯t deserve this crap.? I just want to make sure she gets through
this so she can have her life back, whatever life that may be.¡±? He said thinking she just got caught up in something
she wasn¡¯t quite prepared for and to him that wasn¡¯t fair.? He made his choice she was just in the wrong
place¡at least to him anyway.
¡°So till we get there and free of whatever this is¡I don¡¯t
plan on letting her out of my sight.¡±? He
said looking over them all.? His ears
picking up subtle changes in those resting but thing he wanted to comment on
without revealing his own nature.
Tag - Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in)
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