Sir Damien
Elder Member
Gillian
Hannah didn't seem like a lesbian, though he supposed he had never met one before. Before he could say anything else to Hannah the couch shifted at the other end. He glanced over at Ava and seen her shiver. If she was down here then everything must have been taken care of by now... "Let's get you upstairs then. We'll get you tucked under your blankets." Hannah's comment made Gillian roll his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Don't get too comfortable, we'll discuss a game plan for you tomorrow." He stood to his feet and went up the narrow staircase.
Once up the stairs he went down the hallway to their room at the end of the hall. "The windows are all locked, right?" Gillian walked to the windows and double checked to make sure they wouldn't open. He glanced back and noticed the mason jar on the door. "Smart girl." He couldn't help but to grin slightly and give a small nod of approval. "Right. Go ahead and crawl in bed, I'll stay awake and make sure I don't hear anything suspicious." Though it was hard to do with the loud wind happening outside.
Gillian sat on the couch with a small sigh, his good arm running through his hair. "She's gone tomorrow. I'm sure Callie is already talking some sense into Slade. But this whole thing has freaked me out, maybe we should start exploring and see if we can find a new place to stay? We've got the truck, we could pick up the others and bring them with us." If this one girl could find them then so there could Sullivan. Hell, maybe she worked with him...the thought gave him goosebumps.
Hannah didn't seem like a lesbian, though he supposed he had never met one before. Before he could say anything else to Hannah the couch shifted at the other end. He glanced over at Ava and seen her shiver. If she was down here then everything must have been taken care of by now... "Let's get you upstairs then. We'll get you tucked under your blankets." Hannah's comment made Gillian roll his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Don't get too comfortable, we'll discuss a game plan for you tomorrow." He stood to his feet and went up the narrow staircase.
Once up the stairs he went down the hallway to their room at the end of the hall. "The windows are all locked, right?" Gillian walked to the windows and double checked to make sure they wouldn't open. He glanced back and noticed the mason jar on the door. "Smart girl." He couldn't help but to grin slightly and give a small nod of approval. "Right. Go ahead and crawl in bed, I'll stay awake and make sure I don't hear anything suspicious." Though it was hard to do with the loud wind happening outside.
Gillian sat on the couch with a small sigh, his good arm running through his hair. "She's gone tomorrow. I'm sure Callie is already talking some sense into Slade. But this whole thing has freaked me out, maybe we should start exploring and see if we can find a new place to stay? We've got the truck, we could pick up the others and bring them with us." If this one girl could find them then so there could Sullivan. Hell, maybe she worked with him...the thought gave him goosebumps.