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[center][color=tan][b]Location:[/b][/color] On the road • [color=tan][b]Time:[/b][/color] Late Evening[/center]
[center][color=tan][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] [@Tae] Elodie • [color=tan][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] [@Infinite Cosmos] Lucian, [@Tpartywithzombi] Vex [/center]
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The engine of the black Dodge Ram hummed as Sean sped through the streets of Halcyon, 100 percent invested in getting to Vex as quickly as possible. His mind might have been racing about what could have gone wrong with the she-wolf, but Elodie reminded him he was not riding out alone. The potential of putting her in harm's way tonight crossed his mind more than once, but his confidence in his abilities kept him slightly more optimistic than someone else filling his shoes. 

All manner of vampires, lycans, fae, and even humans had felt the searing rounds Sean fired from the barrels of his weapons. No creature was safe when they found themselves within the sights of his firearms, and it wasn't a matter of overconfidence. It was definitive. 

[color=D9A0B0]“Hey… be honest.”[/color] She started, the wavering of confidence screaming at him that her being turned was a tragic thing for someone so… nice. It was part of why he didn't just end her when he had visited the coffee shop after it had been mysteriously closed for a few days. She had tried to be so normal, to go against the grain of destiny when her fate was already sealed. He often wondered if there would be a change. Fangs, cold pale skin, and the exotic diet, he could get over, but if Elodie… If Elodie wasn't Elodie anymore, he wasn't sure how he'd handle her situation. 

Would it be like losing her? 

[color=D9A0B0]“Was Cinnamon a dumb name?”[/color]

Would she want to be with her own?

[color=D9A0B0]“It was the first thing that popped into my head. I panicked. I bake, I smell like cookies, I…yeah.”[/color]

Would he have to kill her?

[color=D9A0B0]“And is everything okay? Where are we going?”[/color]

[Color=tan][i]Oh, Elodie…[/i][/color]

There was a breathy chuckle from Sean as he stopped at a red light and faced Elodie.

[Color=tan]“Don’t, pull too hard on that. I won't complain about a free show, but you’d probably beat yourself up if you tore that because you forgot your own strength. Now…”[/color] Sean removed his mask, revealing a slight grin on his face. [Color=tan]“[i]Cinnamon[/i]. A very dumb name… but I have to admit, it actually had a nice effect on doggo back there.”[/color] The light changed to green, prompting Sean to make up for the lost time at the stop and face the road ahead.

[Color=tan]“Dude was on edge as we approached the table. Probably the moment he caught a whiff of your vampireness or whatever, and then you…”[/color] Sean chuckled again. [Color=tan]“You disarmed him, so let's just say you tripped and stumbled onto a winning lottery ticket or something. Your big mistake, though, was going for a handshake.”[/color] Sean shook his head. [Color=tan]“In Halcyon, [b]never[/b] shake a hand. Make it a habit not to because you never know if you're sealing a deal with a fae. Those twinkly asshats can talk fast and take on different appearances, so it’s best to use caution when it comes to agreeing or [i]seemingly[/i] agreeing to some bullshit deal.”

“And where we're going is to a little hole across town where one of my favorite pups lives. Lone-wolf type with an attitude most have to get acclimated to, but she's good people… She's in some kind of trouble. I don't know the detes are, but I know if I called her for help, which would probably never happen by the way, she’d come save my ass and tear whatever problem I had to shreds.”[/color] Sean’s grin had slowly formed into a grimace as he spoke. Even his tone became slightly less playful as they neared the destination. [color=tan]“I’m ready to do just that. If it comes to that.”[/color] 



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