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[center][color=03acb2][h1]Caspar VanSlyke[/h1][/color][/center]
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[center][b][u]Location: Luca's Church[/u][/b]
[b][u]Interacting With: Nobody at the Moment[/u][/b][/center]
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Sitting in one of the many pews of the church, Caspar VanSlyke was tapping his feet against the ground, his eyes staring into space. The tapping echoed loudly throughout the now empty church, bouncing off every single wall, window, and door. He could almost feel the vibration of the bouncing sound. Even after a short time, he found himself getting lost in the thumps, getting deep into thought. It was almost hypnotic in such a large room.

When he finally snapped out of it, his thought was immediately directed to the task at hand. He was a Hunter, he had a job to do. He was here to hunt down the threat of vampires and werewolves in the area. He'd been informed that the town was supposed to be full of them, to the brim with the beasts. When he'd arrived, he'd gotten to meet a few of the residents, most of which not seeming like a threat. He had a few ideas about who may be harmful, but there was no way for him to tell quite yet. He'd been plotting, though, since they had all arrived. 

[color=03acb2][b]"How the hell a comminity of these things have managed to actually maintain this town is far beyond my comprehension..."[/b][/color] he muttered to himself, sitting himself up straight in the pew. He'd never been to a church before, now realizing that he was very right in making that decision, the seats were downright painful to sit in.

After only a few seconds more of sitting in the pew, he decided to scoot all the way to the far right end and lie down. Sure, it may not be as comfortable as a couch or a bed, but it was better than the hard wood digging into his back. He thrashed around a bit, attempting to make it more comfortable, but he eventually just gave up. He layed there for a good while, staring into the ceiling. The church really was rather beautiful, having some small stained glass windows in the ceiling. It was near impossible to see outside of them, but they were very pretty to look at. So many colors in one space. 

Eventually, he sat himself up and winced as his back unstiffened. [color=03acb2][b]"Hey, so what're we plannin' on doing today?"[/b][/color] he called out to nobody in particular. Once again, he found himself following his echoing voice.