The name is Jack Marshall. I am a servent of the Harris clan and brother of the prick jay Marshall.
Inform me of anything I may do for you
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The name is Jack Marshall. I am a servent of the Harris clan and brother of the prick jay Marshall.
Inform me of anything I may do for you
-🔪🥀🩸

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Something's wrong... I should find rick... oh fuck what if now's a bad time? What if he doesn't wanna see me?
Aughhh need sleep.....
I have to make sure syd and the others are ok after it all....
What do i bring- ah more wepons... snacks... flowers? More metal ones for sure...
.. hm...
[Syd sees jack while by the harris/Campbell territory. Nervously shifting from one foot to the other. He seems to be practicing something. A beautiful metal rose in his hand]
Nope. Nopenopenopenopenop.
[He hides behind a tree before Jack can see him.]
Deep breath. Deep breath. This is all going to be fine. You like him. He likes you. All you have to do is acknowledge these feelings.
Okay. Let's do this.
[He walks over to Jack.]
[Jack sees him and jumps a bit. Hiding the rose before he relizes it's too late anyhow and holds it.]
Syd. What brings you here?
[He hands him the rose. Abandoning all of the practice he just did]
I-um- I wanted to apologize for how rude I was yesterday. And I also think you're really handsome, and I like you and I...
God this is beautiful.
Will you go out with me?
[His eyes light up as he nods. A smile, real one, graces his lips]
I would like nothing more.
[He takes his hand and kisses the back]

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[Syd sees jack while by the harris/Campbell territory. Nervously shifting from one foot to the other. He seems to be practicing something. A beautiful metal rose in his hand]
Nope. Nopenopenopenopenop.
[He hides behind a tree before Jack can see him.]
Deep breath. Deep breath. This is all going to be fine. You like him. He likes you. All you have to do is acknowledge these feelings.
Okay. Let's do this.
[He walks over to Jack.]
[Jack sees him and jumps a bit. Hiding the rose before he relizes it's too late anyhow and holds it.]
Syd. What brings you here?
[He hands him the rose. Abandoning all of the practice he just did]
.... I fear i find him hot.... eyes should not captivate like his did.
I am making him a knife.
Hm... that man was quite attractive. I would like to see him again
Very good to know that this jacket's good at stopping vamp claws a decent amount.
Update: There's a significant amount of stress put on the phrase decent amount.
Good news is, my phone is still very much intact!
Do you require help?
What kind of help are you offering?
Healing.
I am Jack Marshall of the har- Cambell pack. I am no healer but we have a daemon i can bring. They just are not social.
I don't require any healing, but thank you for offering.
I seem any repairs or new wepons i can assist with?
I- no. No. I've got to go.
[She stumbles as she tries to walk away.]
[She was clearly lying about not needing healing.]
Oh dear.
[He picks her up. Bridal style to not hurt her more]
You were lying. It's ok. Let's fix you up.
I'm fine-
Hey- put me down!
You are not.
[He hums and as soon as he in in harris territory he sits her abd starts to search for the wounds to heal her. She sees scars from blood drawing]
I don't need your help-
[He can see scars from where she's been bitten repeatedly.]
Hey- ow-
[Her hands are shaking.]
Deep breath... I am not going to hurt you. My monarch would kill me. For thinking about it
[He has a bitr scar on his neck. It is clean. He finds the wounds and heals her. Humming softly to soothe her]
I refuse to hurt someone. It is against my morals.
[The humming only seems to make her more nervous.]
... I apologize I am not the comforting type. I am a blacksmith.....
[He smiles nervously.]
It's- it's not you. Please don't make me stay. Please just let me go.
I am not forcing you to stay. I am healing you then giving you food and a number to call if you ever need help.
[He pulls back slightly when done before he starts to assess for any missed injuries]
Maddie would have my head if I left you to suffer though.
I need to go. I can't be here.
Why? We are on harris clan/ cambell pack territory.
Both of which could easily tear me to shreds if they found out what I am. Let me go.
[He pauses and tilts his head]
Deep breath. I won't tell them anything- don't move you have a wound here.
Are you a hunter?
[She takes a shaky breath.]
...
Yes.
The cambells are hunters. And the Harris clan assists them. I provide the silver weapons. Almost all made by me.
Unempowered hunters aren't allowed.
Ah... well. Do I look like i care?
[It is said bluntly. But it is clear he is trying to help soothe her]
You need help. Not a lecture. And I am not one to give it.
Besides. My clan never cared about rules like that.
The shifters seem to care a lot.
.... well I don't care what prejudice people say.
Look, I have a friend I need to meet up with and we're getting food anyways. You've healed me. I'm fine. I'm leaving.
[She starts to get up.]
[He helps her stand]
Let me walk you. I trust you. I do not trust the rouges that have shown up lately.
[He has a dagger. A bag of silver dust. And a gun with silver bullets]
You definitely should not.
[He nods and hands her the gun]
[She takes the gun and tucks it in her belt.]
Ready?
As I'll ever be.
[He walks her to the meeting place. Eyes scanning the surroundings[
[It's a long walk to the diner.]
[When they get there, it's full of people, none of which are empowered or vampires.]
[A man a few inches shorter than her runs over to her mere moments after they've stepped through the doors.]
Who the hell is this?
[He looks tired. A little angry too.]
[He glares at Jack.]
[He holds out a hand with a small (trying to look friendly) smile]
I am Jack Marshall.
[It is clear he is trying to be no threat. But his monotone voice is not helping]
I found her injured and healed her to the best of my abilities.
Syd Pullman.
[He shakes his hand, but he doesn't smile.]
Thank you for keeping her alive.
Of course.
... your eyes are quite interesting.
[He tilts his head. His grip is strong when he shakes his hand.]
Thanks. Don't stare too long or else you're gonna give yourself a headache trying to figure out why they're that way.
Now if you don't mind, Mr. Marshall, I have a dinner date with my friend here.
I doubt it. It is quite nice.
Ah- Apologies! Have a good day
[He nods and hands syd the dagger before he leaves with a nod.]
Very good to know that this jacket's good at stopping vamp claws a decent amount.
Update: There's a significant amount of stress put on the phrase decent amount.
Good news is, my phone is still very much intact!
Do you require help?
What kind of help are you offering?
Healing.
I am Jack Marshall of the har- Cambell pack. I am no healer but we have a daemon i can bring. They just are not social.
I don't require any healing, but thank you for offering.
I seem any repairs or new wepons i can assist with?
I- no. No. I've got to go.
[She stumbles as she tries to walk away.]
[She was clearly lying about not needing healing.]
Oh dear.
[He picks her up. Bridal style to not hurt her more]
You were lying. It's ok. Let's fix you up.
I'm fine-
Hey- put me down!
You are not.
[He hums and as soon as he in in harris territory he sits her abd starts to search for the wounds to heal her. She sees scars from blood drawing]
I don't need your help-
[He can see scars from where she's been bitten repeatedly.]
Hey- ow-
[Her hands are shaking.]
Deep breath... I am not going to hurt you. My monarch would kill me. For thinking about it
[He has a bitr scar on his neck. It is clean. He finds the wounds and heals her. Humming softly to soothe her]
I refuse to hurt someone. It is against my morals.
[The humming only seems to make her more nervous.]
... I apologize I am not the comforting type. I am a blacksmith.....
[He smiles nervously.]
It's- it's not you. Please don't make me stay. Please just let me go.
I am not forcing you to stay. I am healing you then giving you food and a number to call if you ever need help.
[He pulls back slightly when done before he starts to assess for any missed injuries]
Maddie would have my head if I left you to suffer though.
I need to go. I can't be here.
Why? We are on harris clan/ cambell pack territory.
Both of which could easily tear me to shreds if they found out what I am. Let me go.
[He pauses and tilts his head]
Deep breath. I won't tell them anything- don't move you have a wound here.
Are you a hunter?
[She takes a shaky breath.]
...
Yes.
The cambells are hunters. And the Harris clan assists them. I provide the silver weapons. Almost all made by me.
Unempowered hunters aren't allowed.
Ah... well. Do I look like i care?
[It is said bluntly. But it is clear he is trying to help soothe her]
You need help. Not a lecture. And I am not one to give it.
Besides. My clan never cared about rules like that.
The shifters seem to care a lot.
.... well I don't care what prejudice people say.
Look, I have a friend I need to meet up with and we're getting food anyways. You've healed me. I'm fine. I'm leaving.
[She starts to get up.]
[He helps her stand]
Let me walk you. I trust you. I do not trust the rouges that have shown up lately.
[He has a dagger. A bag of silver dust. And a gun with silver bullets]
You definitely should not.
[He nods and hands her the gun]
[She takes the gun and tucks it in her belt.]
Ready?
As I'll ever be.
[He walks her to the meeting place. Eyes scanning the surroundings[
[It's a long walk to the diner.]
[When they get there, it's full of people, none of which are empowered or vampires.]
[A man a few inches shorter than her runs over to her mere moments after they've stepped through the doors.]
Who the hell is this?
[He looks tired. A little angry too.]
[He glares at Jack.]
[He holds out a hand with a small (trying to look friendly) smile]
I am Jack Marshall.
[It is clear he is trying to be no threat. But his monotone voice is not helping]
I found her injured and healed her to the best of my abilities.
Syd Pullman.
[He shakes his hand, but he doesn't smile.]
Thank you for keeping her alive.
Of course.
... your eyes are quite interesting.
[He tilts his head. His grip is strong when he shakes his hand.]

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Very good to know that this jacket's good at stopping vamp claws a decent amount.
Update: There's a significant amount of stress put on the phrase decent amount.
Good news is, my phone is still very much intact!
Do you require help?
What kind of help are you offering?
Healing.
I am Jack Marshall of the har- Cambell pack. I am no healer but we have a daemon i can bring. They just are not social.
I don't require any healing, but thank you for offering.
I seem any repairs or new wepons i can assist with?
I- no. No. I've got to go.
[She stumbles as she tries to walk away.]
[She was clearly lying about not needing healing.]
Oh dear.
[He picks her up. Bridal style to not hurt her more]
You were lying. It's ok. Let's fix you up.
I'm fine-
Hey- put me down!
You are not.
[He hums and as soon as he in in harris territory he sits her abd starts to search for the wounds to heal her. She sees scars from blood drawing]
I don't need your help-
[He can see scars from where she's been bitten repeatedly.]
Hey- ow-
[Her hands are shaking.]
Deep breath... I am not going to hurt you. My monarch would kill me. For thinking about it
[He has a bitr scar on his neck. It is clean. He finds the wounds and heals her. Humming softly to soothe her]
I refuse to hurt someone. It is against my morals.
[The humming only seems to make her more nervous.]
... I apologize I am not the comforting type. I am a blacksmith.....
[He smiles nervously.]
It's- it's not you. Please don't make me stay. Please just let me go.
I am not forcing you to stay. I am healing you then giving you food and a number to call if you ever need help.
[He pulls back slightly when done before he starts to assess for any missed injuries]
Maddie would have my head if I left you to suffer though.
I need to go. I can't be here.
Why? We are on harris clan/ cambell pack territory.
Both of which could easily tear me to shreds if they found out what I am. Let me go.
[He pauses and tilts his head]
Deep breath. I won't tell them anything- don't move you have a wound here.
Are you a hunter?
[She takes a shaky breath.]
...
Yes.
The cambells are hunters. And the Harris clan assists them. I provide the silver weapons. Almost all made by me.
Unempowered hunters aren't allowed.
Ah... well. Do I look like i care?
[It is said bluntly. But it is clear he is trying to help soothe her]
You need help. Not a lecture. And I am not one to give it.
Besides. My clan never cared about rules like that.
The shifters seem to care a lot.
.... well I don't care what prejudice people say.
Look, I have a friend I need to meet up with and we're getting food anyways. You've healed me. I'm fine. I'm leaving.
[She starts to get up.]
[He helps her stand]
Let me walk you. I trust you. I do not trust the rouges that have shown up lately.
[He has a dagger. A bag of silver dust. And a gun with silver bullets]
You definitely should not.
[He nods and hands her the gun]
[She takes the gun and tucks it in her belt.]
Ready?
As I'll ever be.
[He walks her to the meeting place. Eyes scanning the surroundings[
[It's a long walk to the diner.]
[When they get there, it's full of people, none of which are empowered or vampires.]
[A man a few inches shorter than her runs over to her mere moments after they've stepped through the doors.]
Who the hell is this?
[He looks tired. A little angry too.]
[He glares at Jack.]
[He holds out a hand with a small (trying to look friendly) smile]
I am Jack Marshall.
[It is clear he is trying to be no threat. But his monotone voice is not helping]
I found her injured and healed her to the best of my abilities.
Very good to know that this jacket's good at stopping vamp claws a decent amount.
Update: There's a significant amount of stress put on the phrase decent amount.
Good news is, my phone is still very much intact!
Do you require help?
What kind of help are you offering?
Healing.
I am Jack Marshall of the har- Cambell pack. I am no healer but we have a daemon i can bring. They just are not social.
I don't require any healing, but thank you for offering.
I seem any repairs or new wepons i can assist with?
I- no. No. I've got to go.
[She stumbles as she tries to walk away.]
[She was clearly lying about not needing healing.]
Oh dear.
[He picks her up. Bridal style to not hurt her more]
You were lying. It's ok. Let's fix you up.
I'm fine-
Hey- put me down!
You are not.
[He hums and as soon as he in in harris territory he sits her abd starts to search for the wounds to heal her. She sees scars from blood drawing]
I don't need your help-
[He can see scars from where she's been bitten repeatedly.]
Hey- ow-
[Her hands are shaking.]
Deep breath... I am not going to hurt you. My monarch would kill me. For thinking about it
[He has a bitr scar on his neck. It is clean. He finds the wounds and heals her. Humming softly to soothe her]
I refuse to hurt someone. It is against my morals.
[The humming only seems to make her more nervous.]
... I apologize I am not the comforting type. I am a blacksmith.....
[He smiles nervously.]
It's- it's not you. Please don't make me stay. Please just let me go.
I am not forcing you to stay. I am healing you then giving you food and a number to call if you ever need help.
[He pulls back slightly when done before he starts to assess for any missed injuries]
Maddie would have my head if I left you to suffer though.
I need to go. I can't be here.
Why? We are on harris clan/ cambell pack territory.
Both of which could easily tear me to shreds if they found out what I am. Let me go.
[He pauses and tilts his head]
Deep breath. I won't tell them anything- don't move you have a wound here.
Are you a hunter?
[She takes a shaky breath.]
...
Yes.
The cambells are hunters. And the Harris clan assists them. I provide the silver weapons. Almost all made by me.
Unempowered hunters aren't allowed.
Ah... well. Do I look like i care?
[It is said bluntly. But it is clear he is trying to help soothe her]
You need help. Not a lecture. And I am not one to give it.
Besides. My clan never cared about rules like that.
The shifters seem to care a lot.
.... well I don't care what prejudice people say.
Look, I have a friend I need to meet up with and we're getting food anyways. You've healed me. I'm fine. I'm leaving.
[She starts to get up.]
[He helps her stand]
Let me walk you. I trust you. I do not trust the rouges that have shown up lately.
[He has a dagger. A bag of silver dust. And a gun with silver bullets]
You definitely should not.
[He nods and hands her the gun]
[She takes the gun and tucks it in her belt.]
Ready?
As I'll ever be.
[He walks her to the meeting place. Eyes scanning the surroundings[
Very good to know that this jacket's good at stopping vamp claws a decent amount.
Update: There's a significant amount of stress put on the phrase decent amount.
Good news is, my phone is still very much intact!
Do you require help?
What kind of help are you offering?
Healing.
I am Jack Marshall of the har- Cambell pack. I am no healer but we have a daemon i can bring. They just are not social.
I don't require any healing, but thank you for offering.
I seem any repairs or new wepons i can assist with?
I- no. No. I've got to go.
[She stumbles as she tries to walk away.]
[She was clearly lying about not needing healing.]
Oh dear.
[He picks her up. Bridal style to not hurt her more]
You were lying. It's ok. Let's fix you up.
I'm fine-
Hey- put me down!
You are not.
[He hums and as soon as he in in harris territory he sits her abd starts to search for the wounds to heal her. She sees scars from blood drawing]
I don't need your help-
[He can see scars from where she's been bitten repeatedly.]
Hey- ow-
[Her hands are shaking.]
Deep breath... I am not going to hurt you. My monarch would kill me. For thinking about it
[He has a bitr scar on his neck. It is clean. He finds the wounds and heals her. Humming softly to soothe her]
I refuse to hurt someone. It is against my morals.
[The humming only seems to make her more nervous.]
... I apologize I am not the comforting type. I am a blacksmith.....
[He smiles nervously.]
It's- it's not you. Please don't make me stay. Please just let me go.
I am not forcing you to stay. I am healing you then giving you food and a number to call if you ever need help.
[He pulls back slightly when done before he starts to assess for any missed injuries]
Maddie would have my head if I left you to suffer though.
I need to go. I can't be here.
Why? We are on harris clan/ cambell pack territory.
Both of which could easily tear me to shreds if they found out what I am. Let me go.
[He pauses and tilts his head]
Deep breath. I won't tell them anything- don't move you have a wound here.
Are you a hunter?
[She takes a shaky breath.]
...
Yes.
The cambells are hunters. And the Harris clan assists them. I provide the silver weapons. Almost all made by me.
Unempowered hunters aren't allowed.
Ah... well. Do I look like i care?
[It is said bluntly. But it is clear he is trying to help soothe her]
You need help. Not a lecture. And I am not one to give it.
Besides. My clan never cared about rules like that.
The shifters seem to care a lot.
.... well I don't care what prejudice people say.
Look, I have a friend I need to meet up with and we're getting food anyways. You've healed me. I'm fine. I'm leaving.
[She starts to get up.]
[He helps her stand]
Let me walk you. I trust you. I do not trust the rouges that have shown up lately.
[He has a dagger. A bag of silver dust. And a gun with silver bullets]
You definitely should not.
[He nods and hands her the gun]
[She takes the gun and tucks it in her belt.]
Ready?
Very good to know that this jacket's good at stopping vamp claws a decent amount.
Update: There's a significant amount of stress put on the phrase decent amount.
Good news is, my phone is still very much intact!
Do you require help?
What kind of help are you offering?
Healing.
I am Jack Marshall of the har- Cambell pack. I am no healer but we have a daemon i can bring. They just are not social.
I don't require any healing, but thank you for offering.
I seem any repairs or new wepons i can assist with?
I- no. No. I've got to go.
[She stumbles as she tries to walk away.]
[She was clearly lying about not needing healing.]
Oh dear.
[He picks her up. Bridal style to not hurt her more]
You were lying. It's ok. Let's fix you up.
I'm fine-
Hey- put me down!
You are not.
[He hums and as soon as he in in harris territory he sits her abd starts to search for the wounds to heal her. She sees scars from blood drawing]
I don't need your help-
[He can see scars from where she's been bitten repeatedly.]
Hey- ow-
[Her hands are shaking.]
Deep breath... I am not going to hurt you. My monarch would kill me. For thinking about it
[He has a bitr scar on his neck. It is clean. He finds the wounds and heals her. Humming softly to soothe her]
I refuse to hurt someone. It is against my morals.
[The humming only seems to make her more nervous.]
... I apologize I am not the comforting type. I am a blacksmith.....
[He smiles nervously.]
It's- it's not you. Please don't make me stay. Please just let me go.
I am not forcing you to stay. I am healing you then giving you food and a number to call if you ever need help.
[He pulls back slightly when done before he starts to assess for any missed injuries]
Maddie would have my head if I left you to suffer though.
I need to go. I can't be here.
Why? We are on harris clan/ cambell pack territory.
Both of which could easily tear me to shreds if they found out what I am. Let me go.
[He pauses and tilts his head]
Deep breath. I won't tell them anything- don't move you have a wound here.
Are you a hunter?
[She takes a shaky breath.]
...
Yes.
The cambells are hunters. And the Harris clan assists them. I provide the silver weapons. Almost all made by me.
Unempowered hunters aren't allowed.
Ah... well. Do I look like i care?
[It is said bluntly. But it is clear he is trying to help soothe her]
You need help. Not a lecture. And I am not one to give it.
Besides. My clan never cared about rules like that.
The shifters seem to care a lot.
.... well I don't care what prejudice people say.
Look, I have a friend I need to meet up with and we're getting food anyways. You've healed me. I'm fine. I'm leaving.
[She starts to get up.]
[He helps her stand]
Let me walk you. I trust you. I do not trust the rouges that have shown up lately.
[He has a dagger. A bag of silver dust. And a gun with silver bullets]
You definitely should not.
[He nods and hands her the gun]
Very good to know that this jacket's good at stopping vamp claws a decent amount.
Update: There's a significant amount of stress put on the phrase decent amount.
Good news is, my phone is still very much intact!
Do you require help?
What kind of help are you offering?
Healing.
I am Jack Marshall of the har- Cambell pack. I am no healer but we have a daemon i can bring. They just are not social.
I don't require any healing, but thank you for offering.
I seem any repairs or new wepons i can assist with?
I- no. No. I've got to go.
[She stumbles as she tries to walk away.]
[She was clearly lying about not needing healing.]
Oh dear.
[He picks her up. Bridal style to not hurt her more]
You were lying. It's ok. Let's fix you up.
I'm fine-
Hey- put me down!
You are not.
[He hums and as soon as he in in harris territory he sits her abd starts to search for the wounds to heal her. She sees scars from blood drawing]
I don't need your help-
[He can see scars from where she's been bitten repeatedly.]
Hey- ow-
[Her hands are shaking.]
Deep breath... I am not going to hurt you. My monarch would kill me. For thinking about it
[He has a bitr scar on his neck. It is clean. He finds the wounds and heals her. Humming softly to soothe her]
I refuse to hurt someone. It is against my morals.
[The humming only seems to make her more nervous.]
... I apologize I am not the comforting type. I am a blacksmith.....
[He smiles nervously.]
It's- it's not you. Please don't make me stay. Please just let me go.
I am not forcing you to stay. I am healing you then giving you food and a number to call if you ever need help.
[He pulls back slightly when done before he starts to assess for any missed injuries]
Maddie would have my head if I left you to suffer though.
I need to go. I can't be here.
Why? We are on harris clan/ cambell pack territory.
Both of which could easily tear me to shreds if they found out what I am. Let me go.
[He pauses and tilts his head]
Deep breath. I won't tell them anything- don't move you have a wound here.
Are you a hunter?
[She takes a shaky breath.]
...
Yes.
The cambells are hunters. And the Harris clan assists them. I provide the silver weapons. Almost all made by me.
Unempowered hunters aren't allowed.
Ah... well. Do I look like i care?
[It is said bluntly. But it is clear he is trying to help soothe her]
You need help. Not a lecture. And I am not one to give it.
Besides. My clan never cared about rules like that.
The shifters seem to care a lot.
.... well I don't care what prejudice people say.
Look, I have a friend I need to meet up with and we're getting food anyways. You've healed me. I'm fine. I'm leaving.
[She starts to get up.]
[He helps her stand]
Let me walk you. I trust you. I do not trust the rouges that have shown up lately.
[He has a dagger. A bag of silver dust. And a gun with silver bullets]

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Very good to know that this jacket's good at stopping vamp claws a decent amount.
Update: There's a significant amount of stress put on the phrase decent amount.
Good news is, my phone is still very much intact!
Do you require help?
What kind of help are you offering?
Healing.
I am Jack Marshall of the har- Cambell pack. I am no healer but we have a daemon i can bring. They just are not social.
I don't require any healing, but thank you for offering.
I seem any repairs or new wepons i can assist with?
I- no. No. I've got to go.
[She stumbles as she tries to walk away.]
[She was clearly lying about not needing healing.]
Oh dear.
[He picks her up. Bridal style to not hurt her more]
You were lying. It's ok. Let's fix you up.
I'm fine-
Hey- put me down!
You are not.
[He hums and as soon as he in in harris territory he sits her abd starts to search for the wounds to heal her. She sees scars from blood drawing]
I don't need your help-
[He can see scars from where she's been bitten repeatedly.]
Hey- ow-
[Her hands are shaking.]
Deep breath... I am not going to hurt you. My monarch would kill me. For thinking about it
[He has a bitr scar on his neck. It is clean. He finds the wounds and heals her. Humming softly to soothe her]
I refuse to hurt someone. It is against my morals.
[The humming only seems to make her more nervous.]
... I apologize I am not the comforting type. I am a blacksmith.....
[He smiles nervously.]
It's- it's not you. Please don't make me stay. Please just let me go.
I am not forcing you to stay. I am healing you then giving you food and a number to call if you ever need help.
[He pulls back slightly when done before he starts to assess for any missed injuries]
Maddie would have my head if I left you to suffer though.
I need to go. I can't be here.
Why? We are on harris clan/ cambell pack territory.
Both of which could easily tear me to shreds if they found out what I am. Let me go.
[He pauses and tilts his head]
Deep breath. I won't tell them anything- don't move you have a wound here.
Are you a hunter?
[She takes a shaky breath.]
...
Yes.
The cambells are hunters. And the Harris clan assists them. I provide the silver weapons. Almost all made by me.
Unempowered hunters aren't allowed.
Ah... well. Do I look like i care?
[It is said bluntly. But it is clear he is trying to help soothe her]
You need help. Not a lecture. And I am not one to give it.
Besides. My clan never cared about rules like that.
The shifters seem to care a lot.
.... well I don't care what prejudice people say.
Very good to know that this jacket's good at stopping vamp claws a decent amount.
Update: There's a significant amount of stress put on the phrase decent amount.
Good news is, my phone is still very much intact!
Do you require help?
What kind of help are you offering?
Healing.
I am Jack Marshall of the har- Cambell pack. I am no healer but we have a daemon i can bring. They just are not social.
I don't require any healing, but thank you for offering.
I seem any repairs or new wepons i can assist with?
I- no. No. I've got to go.
[She stumbles as she tries to walk away.]
[She was clearly lying about not needing healing.]
Oh dear.
[He picks her up. Bridal style to not hurt her more]
You were lying. It's ok. Let's fix you up.
I'm fine-
Hey- put me down!
You are not.
[He hums and as soon as he in in harris territory he sits her abd starts to search for the wounds to heal her. She sees scars from blood drawing]
I don't need your help-
[He can see scars from where she's been bitten repeatedly.]
Hey- ow-
[Her hands are shaking.]
Deep breath... I am not going to hurt you. My monarch would kill me. For thinking about it
[He has a bitr scar on his neck. It is clean. He finds the wounds and heals her. Humming softly to soothe her]
I refuse to hurt someone. It is against my morals.
[The humming only seems to make her more nervous.]
... I apologize I am not the comforting type. I am a blacksmith.....
[He smiles nervously.]
It's- it's not you. Please don't make me stay. Please just let me go.
I am not forcing you to stay. I am healing you then giving you food and a number to call if you ever need help.
[He pulls back slightly when done before he starts to assess for any missed injuries]
Maddie would have my head if I left you to suffer though.
I need to go. I can't be here.
Why? We are on harris clan/ cambell pack territory.
Both of which could easily tear me to shreds if they found out what I am. Let me go.
[He pauses and tilts his head]
Deep breath. I won't tell them anything- don't move you have a wound here.
Are you a hunter?
[She takes a shaky breath.]
...
Yes.
The cambells are hunters. And the Harris clan assists them. I provide the silver weapons. Almost all made by me.
Unempowered hunters aren't allowed.
Ah... well. Do I look like i care?
[It is said bluntly. But it is clear he is trying to help soothe her]
You need help. Not a lecture. And I am not one to give it.
Besides. My clan never cared about rules like that.