Post #2624935 in Between The Lines, a roleplay on RPG

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E V I E ~ H A R A ~ P A R K
"Time to kick some vampy butt!"

Outfit|| "It's the slob look."
IPod || The Day Before {Nell} "It's peaceful."
Mood || Tired "It's too early or all this Alice!"

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Evie gave her friend a thumbs up and stayed in the truck until Alice found themselves a room. Releasing yet another yawn she looked around and wondered if she should buy herself another cup of coffee at this rate. "I wonder if Alice wouldn't mind grabbing something to eat first" she mumbled to herself just as her stomach grumbled for food.

Evie rubbed her silver locket out of boredom but while biting her lower lip, she proceeded to open the locket and stared at the picture. It was at times like these that she didn't show any of her emotions, or rather didn't have that smile on her face like she usually does. Times where she was alone where her thoughts went back to one place, her family. The picture was of an average happy family where the parents couldn't contain their happiness and the children were making a fuss out of the matching clothes. Ryou stood beside their father with his signature annoyed look, his eyes staring right into her soul. Yura who stood next her had blinked at the wrong time but looked pretty all the same. The youngest Taeyung who stood on the other side of her held onto her hand the tightest and with his awkward smile made Evie's heart hurt. And of course Evie stood in the middle of the two, with her dress looking strangely too big on her and even though the family picture looked like a mess, she stood there laughing with her disorganized family.

For only a few moments did she look at this picture before shutting it and looking back outside for signs of Alice's return. When she did she her, Evie quickly exited the truck and grabbed the remaining things, making sure that there wasn't anyone watching them. A hunter's career can make them a symbol of paranoia but in this case it was a useful trait to have, after all you can never be too careful.

Evie followed shortly behind Alice into their humble room and wasn't surprised to see nothing out of the ordinary as far as motel rooms go. As she settled their belongings and equipment down, Evie opened up what she called their safety bag to start the preparations.

"Hey do you want me to draw the devil's trap rather than the circle of salt?" she whispered as the door to their motel room was still slightly open. The devil's trap was much more powerful than the average circle of salt and although the girls used the salt frequently, Evie thought that using something stronger sometimes wouldn't hurt. Even though the girls had concluded that the monster was most likely a vampire due to the fact that the victims were always drained of their blood and other findings from the scene, they always had to make sure they were safe from other supernatural's as well regardless.

Evie's stomach grumbled once more, although this time more loudly and with a quiet laugh shrugged it off. She walked over to one of the beds, the one that was the closest to the door and began to open some of the bags. Inside her smallest bag contained a gun, specifically the Colt which was said to be able to kill any supernatural if they had the specific bullets for it anyway. Tilting her head, she picked it up and settled it onto the bed; grabbing the cleaning kit she too put that on the bed and began to set up. Cleaning the equipment, more so the guns had always been one of her favourite things to do, and the Colt was truly her favourite gun.

Evie picked it up and unloaded the gun, her fingers rubbing the lettering on the gun. She opened the chamber and looked through the barrel from the back to front, making sure that no rounds remained inside. She then continued on with her routinely gun cleaning, making sure it was well cleaned out by using a cleaning rod and patches. Because she had done this so often, it took her less time to finish than it did the first time she had to do it. It used to be such a chore for her at the beginning but now it seemed like it gave her a calming effect.

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R Y D E R ~ D E V A C H
"I honestly can't do this anymore."

Outfit|| "I don't really care."
IPod || I'm Not Okay {MCR} "Quite fitting huh?"
Mood || Annoyed"Who else does this to me but my brother."

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Ryder watched as the blonde waitress walked away with his order, it seemed like she was quite annoyed by his sudden intrusion into the conversation, but he rather she being annoyed than dead.

"Is that how you greet your only brother?" Hunter joked, which only continued on, "How've you been doing little bro? Been behaving?"

Ryder sighed gently at his brother's attempt and maybe if this wasn't a meeting about Hunter's killings, he would have probably laughed along like the good old days. "I've been doing well thanks for asking, but we both know that the reason I'm here today isn't about me." he replied monotonously.

It wasn't long until the blonde waitress came back again with his black coffee and as much as he wanted to tell her that she'd probably not live long enough to work another day because of his killer brother, that wasn't an option he wanted to seek out...not yet anyway. He gave her a halfhearted thank you and watched as she left to attend another customer, leaving the two brothers alone again.

Ryder took a sip of the hot liquid, welcoming the burning sensation in his mouth. He rolled his eyes at Hunter's yet again sorry excuse for a joke and took another sip, as if to ignore his brother's comment. "Yeah well it's not like that extra inch makes much of a difference anyway Hunter."

He must admit his brother seemed well, and all that human blood was doing him well which didn't come to much of a surprise to him. Ryder wondered whether he should just get on with it and speak about Hunter's problematic killers or wait until Hunter was done with his ice breakers. Either way the conversation was going to happen.

"So it's her today is it?" he nodded his head towards the blondie, "I'm sure she tastes absolutely horrible though but you wouldn't care huh bro?" Ryder finished of his black coffee in a matter of a few more sips and settled the cup down, half wanting another one just to keep him alert.

Snippet #2624935

located in World, a part of Between The Lines, one of the many universes on RPG.

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