#ccstarter

The crowd had encompassed the library, that was now in deep flames. He looked up at the smoke, he could feel it in his lungs. He couldn’t held but feel like something or someone was trying to stop his research. He put his hand out. “I wouldn’t get any closer mate. If the flames get any larger...I’m sure they’ll get them in hand soon.” He glanced up, twisting his wrist slowly to pull the fire under control. 

Tomas did his best not to look directly at the sunrise, but even now he struggled. After hundreds of years... Many believed vampires were tied to the sun, the ex Henrikson had a whole other theory. One he had little interest in sharing with other vampires. “Tell me, how can something so definite be so beautiful? I have watched a thousand sunrises and yet they still captivate me.” 

Penny hit her head against the desk, closing her eyes. “If anybody could kill me right now it’d be greatly appreciated.” She pulled up the paper work. “Are you any good with numbers? I swear i’m so tired my brain is turning to mush.”

“It’s got bloody cold outside...” The werewolf folded his arms. He was regular around town, but after the full moon he was trying to keep his head down. His bruises hadn’t quite healed and he didn’t want to risk one of the wolves scenting him. “You don’t know anywhere that serves coffee late do you?” 

“I don’t want you to panic. I know I don’t look great. I was in a small accident,” he breathed. His face had been cleaned, though his head was bandaged. “I can’t move very fast... my ribs.”

Pain lanced up her side as the shot ripped through her, feeling wet warmth bloom across her shoulder. The one thing she had never experienced in her time on the force had been getting injured in the line of duty - she guessed it was just a matter of time, and deciding to help during a blackout had been tempting fate. People got antsy, they did things they wouldn’t usually do, out of desperation and fear. She had seen the guy shaking as he held up the store - he was just as scared as everything else, she had thought she could stop him, calm him down. She didn’t think he would shoot.

Cailan was tired and grumpy as he crouched, sweeping up glass in the vampire bar. He’d broken up the remains of a fight which was not what he’d needed tonight. He sighed to himself, just staying there for a few moments. “Okay...” he breathed to himself before standing. He moved to the door to dump the trash out back though a shadow made him jump. “Fuck.” He let out a laugh. “I need to sleep more.”

Cailan held his leather jacket around himself, he could feel the cool October air nipping at his skin. He’d been out late locking up the bar, he’d thought about checking on Penny but didn’t want to overstep with the wolf. He headed down the alleyway on his way home, his boots squelching on the cold hard ground. He looked around her hearing footsteps, his heart racing just a little quicker and he lifted his hand. He was always on guard. “Who’s there?” he called back behind him, still walking to make sure he kept a distance between him and whoever he could hear.