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Eaton gave up on trying to sleep. He hated when his body was willing, but his mind just wouldn't shut up. So he dragged himself up and started out if his room. He shuffled down the stairs of the condemned house and out into the streets.
Damian was laying on the bed, located in the right-hand corner of the room. He heard the knock at the door and quickly sat up. He got up and cautiously walked over to it, then slowly turned the door handle, opening it.
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Judith took a sigh of relief and smiled. She then rolled her eyes at his statement," Will do" she said with little effort, watching him leave. She returned to her cold meal, which was warm a while ago. After a short while Judith finished, leaving some leftovers. She cleaned herself off and started to make her way to the her pack hideout.
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Tate was talking with Caleb, going over the planned meeting. It would take awhile before the whole pack knew about the meeting, and began making guesses on what day it should be held on.
Ash got into his car, tossing the equipment into the passenger seat. He started the engine and drove down the forest tracks, heading back towards The Devil's Eye, AKA the hunters' bar. On his way there, as he turned a street corner, one of his car tyres started dragging - it had slowly been releasing air from a small hole, most likely caused by something sharp that had been left in the forest.
Ash pulled up and got out of his car to inspected the wheel. "Aw man," he sighed. He wasn't sure what to do, since he couldn't call any car rescue services because of his "cargo", and he certainly couldn't change a tire by himself. He had considered calling Amber, Nora's daughter, but they were probably working a case together.
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Tara held the plate out, showing Damian the food. "To make up for earlier. I wanted to apologise-" She looked down at the floor, keeping silent for a moment. "-apologise for everything. It's not much, just veg and meat, but I hope you like it."
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Alexander chuckled and headed to a small set of houses, located in the East of his territory; he had a bit of catching up to do with an old friend before he could head back home.
Eaton walked along the road beside the forest. His hands deep in his jean pockets. He had to get out of this funk. His alpha was more inclined to eat him then to put up with his moodiness. He vaguely registered a vehicle pulling off to the side. Not until he heard a male say, "Aw man." That got his attention real quick. Upon a through inspection, the tall blonde haired man carried himself like a predator. Curiously, Eaton sampled his scent, but what he found was a latent scent of death upon him. Hmm, he was either a mortician or a hunter, because he didn't get supernatural off him. Besides, he didn't dress like a parishioner of human deaths. "Hey, you need some help there?" He asked in a friendly voice. If he was a hunter, he needed to get a little bit closer, before the fun could start.
Ash got into his car, tossing the equipment into the passenger seat. He started the engine and drove down the forest tracks, heading back towards The Devil's Eye, AKA the hunters' bar. On his way there, as he turned a street corner, one of his car tyres started dragging - it had slowly been releasing air from a small hole, most likely caused by something sharp that had been left in the forest.
Ash pulled up and got out of his car to inspected the wheel. "Aw man," he sighed. He wasn't sure what to do, since he couldn't call any car rescue services because of his "cargo", and he certainly couldn't change a tire by himself. He had considered calling Amber, Nora's daughter, but they were probably working a case together.
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Tara held the plate out, showing Damian the food. "To make up for earlier. I wanted to apologise-" She looked down at the floor, keeping silent for a moment. "-apologise for everything. It's not much, just veg and meat, but I hope you like it."
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Alexander chuckled and headed to a small set of houses, located in the East of his territory; he had a bit of catching up to do with an old friend before he could head back home.
Damian stared at Tara then down at the food. "Thanks" he said softly and slightly smiled, taking the plate of food. The aroma the food gave off smelled pretty good. He turned away, leaving the door open if Tara wanted to come in, then took a seat on the edge of the bed.
(What you've written is amazing - I love it. As I was reading, I heard myself say, "OMG." XD)
Ash spun around and his eyes locked onto Eaton. Out of habit, his hand carefully snaked towards his blade, but he made sure Eaton didn't see it.
"Hey," Ash began, "yeah. I've got a flat tyre, but I can't fix it by myself-" Ash rubbed the back of his head with his free hand. "-help would be awesome."
Although Ash was suspicious, he needed the help. "I'll get the tools, yeah?"
(Me too! xD *notices how most of my characters are good* ... XD XD)( Thanks! Lol! I love playing bad guys.)
Eaton kept his easy pace, as he casually walked closer to the car. Sending off Good Samaritan vibes all the while. He stood at the front of the car and looked down at the tire. He kicked it with a tisk. "Yeah, that's the thing about these back roads. The lack of heavy traffic, means your chances of picking up road debris is significantly increased. But I guess you found that out the hard way. " He said absently. He then glanced back at Ash getting the tools. Before he looked into Ash's car for possible clues. That's when he caught sight of the assortment of weapons piled on the passenger seat. Which was all the proof he needed. Eaton then stepped to the back of the car to peek around the opened trunk. "Hey, I hope you have a spare tire in there too. Your tools aren't much good without it." He stated good-naturedly.
(Me too! xD *notices how most of my characters are good* ... XD XD)
Ash nodded, listening to Eaton. He still didn't trust Eaton 100%, but he made sure to be as nice as possible - he was trying to help him, after all. "Yeah," Ash replied to Eaton's question, handing him the tyre. "I've got a spare."
He picked up the other tools and carried them to the flat tyre. He wasn't very strong, but he put in a lot of effort, which was enough.
Ash lightly chuckled. "I'm not exactly sure how to change a tyre, so you're probably going to have to show me how."