#venencsa

“Shit... Shit, Anton, just-” Ben rushed over to his friend and crouched down beside him, pulling his own outer shirt from his body and pressing it to the wound in an attempt to stem the bleeding. “Keep pressure on that, buddy, you’re gonna be ok.” As he spoke, Ben’s eyes darted around in search of what had attacked them, knowing that it would certainly not be gone, and he knew that it was waiting for the opportunity to strike again. His hands gripped his weapon, however his movement was not fast enough as he felt his body lifted into the air and flung like a ragdoll, hitting the wall on the far side of the room, leaving Ben semi-conscious and the two hunters separated. 

languorous hum fills the air as her gaze flitters in the other’s direction. “ agree to disagree. ” phoebe with her conniving ways would rather poke fun at one’s expense over offering her comfort. darkened hues are characterized by a glint of amusement as she steps closer, savoring the disheveled state. “ you look like the devil fucked you and then said he just wants to be friends. ” lips curve upward, a cross between genuine and outright devious. “ nothing a little concealer can’t fix. ” a manicured finger reaches out, tracing over a curved jaw. “ do you trust me? ”

cher: necesito que me ayudes... mi alaia... mi móvil...

“Just a bit, yeah.” Ben replied, glancing up at the other man when he approached. While it wasn’t uncommon to have a little cafe somewhere more isolated, there was usually something else around - a gas station, a motel, a link to a major highway. But this was quite literally a small building with nothing around it for about fifteen miles. Even to the untrained eye, that was just plain  strange. Leaning back in his chair, Ben put out his cigarette in the nearby ash tray and rolled his shoulders. “I say we get some sleep and head out at first light. These things thrive at night, and we don’t know exactly what we could be walking into.” 

((Thank you so much! I would certainly agree! I love both of the interactions IC that we’ve created so far, and you seem like a really great person OOC too :) looking forward to more positive and exciting interactions in the future!))

psycho changed the game and got me into classic film tbh. but ngl ... shrek comes in second. 

“Oh no.” she replied, feigning sadness as his ‘funeral’. “I would have given the most beautiful eulogy if I’d known. Shame.” A soft laugh passed her lips as she finished speaking, admiring his handsome features at their close proximity. His eyes were her favourite thing about him, so captivating - much like the stars she would gaze at of an evening. “I’m not too far off finishing, really, but I wouldn’t mind the help. Or the company.” With a smile, Eva grabbed a spare tea-towel and handed it to him, daring to steal a brief kiss as she did. “My father was singing your praises earlier today. He’s got nothing but good things to say about you.” 

     “ ¿cómo están tan seguros que es por aquí? llevamos caminando más de veinte minutos ” exclamó con dudas el de cabellera negra, escalofríos recorriendo su cuerpo. no quería perderse, el propio automovil donde habían venido estaba lo suficientemente lejos como para no encontrarlo si seguían adentrándose.