Fandom Supernatural RP - Accepting Applications

[Safton]

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As Elijah pursued Will into the living room, he swung again. Hendrix stepped past the outstretched arm, exploiting his greater reach to move past Eli's guard and return with an uppercut into Davenport's ribs. William held back on the punch -- he didn't want to do any permanent damage after all -- but with his larger frame it hardly mattered. Elijah gasped and stumbled backwards, going on the defensive by raising his arms to cover his face as Will followed up on the advantage by raining blows on him.


It all came to an abrupt stop when he caught sight of Mackenzie over Elijah's shoulder, down the hall behind him. He pulled a punch mid-throw, lowering his guard instinctively and was opening his mouth to call a truce. Davenport saw the unexpected opening and took it before Will could say a word, throwing a light left hook that collided with Will's jaw. Hendrix lurched backward, hand raised to his mouth while the other furiously waved Eli off. With a confused frown, Davenport turned around and froze when he saw Mack standing there, hair still dripping from the shower. He looked down at the ground, somewhat sheepishly. "Nothing to worry about. Just a little friendly sparring," he said.


Behind him, Will shook his head, removing the mouth guard and raising a hand to his lip. It came away bloody. "I think it's best we finish this later," he said dryly.


"...Right," Elijah remarked, beginning to peel the gloves from his hands and walk back to the bedroom.

 

[NanLia]

"Friendly." Mackenzie would repeat, eyes focusing on William's bloody lip.  "Sure."  The blade was swiftly returned to its rightful place, tucked away unseen.  She couldn't complain about the minor ruckus the two had caused; she had been prepared for a fight and was thankful, once again, it was avoided.  Shaking her head she would step back into the bathroom to turn off the shower and retrieve her discarded clothing and towel.  She would return the clothing to her and Ashelys bedroom before returning to the livingroom, towel wrapped around her head containing the mass of red curly locks.


She heard Ashelys return, the younger woman closing the locking the front door behind her before coming to the living room to find Mac toting an armful of blue and clear ice packs.  "What happened?"  

 

[Safton]

William rolled his shoulders, working out the kinks and hoping to burn off the surge of adrenaline that had come with the fight. Sparring together was a pastime of Eli and himself -- a practical way to keep their skills sharp while also burning off some steam. It was one Will had neglected as of late. He appreciated Eli's attempt to get his mind off of things... as misguided as it was. 


Hearing Ashley walk in and having seen Mackenzie's weary expression at the spectacle, William sighed. This wouldn't be one he'd live down anytime soon. 


Will turned to head down down the hallway and meet Ash and Mackenzie.

 

[Crono]

Chase Keaton & Joe Keaton
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They ended up parking back inside Vitae, hidden among the other vehicles in the large parking area. The two were waiting for Chase's wounds to heal up enough so that they felt confident enough to exit. Joe had spent the time going through the vampires phone and calling her contacts, her story checking out. Though they hadn't decided how to handle that situation as a whole yet. "We should talk about how were going to give the colony the information we got. They'll want to know how we got it in the first place." Joe spoke, turning his head to look at Chase who's seat was reclined with one arm resting over his eyes.


Chase replied with a grunt followed by a sigh before taking the arm away and meeting the older mans gaze. "Torture?" Chase suggested with an uneasy smile. Joe shook his head, "You think that'll fly? Under different circumstances maybe but..." Chase realized this conversation was going to continue so he pulled the lever to move the seat back to a sitting position with a wince, "Hey, use enough silver to fry my skin and I'd give you my social security number, passwords, and deepest darkest secrets." He was joking even if his tone didn't follow through with it. "I should tell the group I met before we go to any officials, I did say that they'd be the first to know."


"Oh good, more people with questions on how you came about such information so easily." Joe replied, resting an elbow against the side window. Chase was starting to get agitated, and it was only partially Joe's fault. "Does it look like I got it easily to you?" He asked angrily pointing at his shoulder. He understood what Joe had meant and that he wasn't saying that himself but Chase's current mood forced the words out of him, going stir crazy didn't help. It was silent for nearly two minutes as things settled in the vehicle. "I'm heading back to the barracks, call if you need me." The two flashed each other apologetic looks before Joe got out.

 

[NanLia]

 
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Mackenzie would watch Elijah head back away, slightly annoyed she managed to make him look like a pouting child by simply arriving somewhere, further more she hadn't told them to stop their game.  Mac would slowly shake her head 'no' to Ashley's inquiry, "No, but I did learn that men never grow out of being boys."  She just couldn't understand the sparring; training? Absolutely, without question, but the fact they were willing to fight each other, in the house for what?  She simply didn't know.


Ashley would give a rather confused glance between Mac and William, recalling the previous events at the dinner table she couldn't help but smile to herself, which went unnoticed by Mac.  "Well then." She'd say, stepping towards William and offering the blue frozen pouches, "You can help her out with this, I'm going to go grab a shower." 

 

[Safton]

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Will shook simply shook his head at Mack's comment, a small grin forming on his face despite the split lip as he finished unwrapping his hands. Looking up, he saw a smile on Ashley's face that seemed more than a little amused as she looked at the two of them. He raised his eyebrows in surprise when the woman offered him the ice packs. "Well then. You can help her out with this, I'm going to go grab a shower." 


Hendrix suddenly felt like he'd been thrown to the Wolves for the second time that night. Pushing the thoughts of apprehension and hesitation aside, he quickly nodded. "Sure, no problem," he said evenly, with a casual confidence he didn't quite feel. He turned to face Mack, raising one of the pouches. "Shall we?"

 

[NanLia]

 
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Triumphant grin on her face, Ashley would readily hand off the ice packs and exit to her bedroom, closing the door behind her.  She had no intention on returning unless called, thinking it a great opportunity for two stubborn mules to deal with each other, alone.


Mackenzie hadn't been paying attention to Ashley, thoughts moving on to Franklin and the Council she'd glance upwards as William addressed her.  "Shall we?"  And she couldn't help but smile, shaking her head, at first she had thought of using her bedroom, but Ashley had gone into and closed the door, which only left the living room.  She'd wander down the hall to the room and move to sit on the edge of the couch.  She would lean down and pull her boots from her feet, tucking them aside.  "Have you thought about what you're going to tell the council?"  This was slightly concerning for her, she assumed it would be a fight to even get them to consider Franklin, given how the people of Vitae reacted to the thought of a wolf sympathizer in their midst. 


Small body would shift, first reclining on her side along the couch, the position was slightly comfortable, but wouldn't allow for the ice packs to stay in place so she'd move again, onto her stomach, head propped up by arm, dark eyes watching William.

 

[Safton]

 
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William walked to the kitchen, grabbing a small handful of dishtowels as well as a chair from the table before following Mackenzie to the couch, setting the chair alongside it. He shook his head in response to the question as he sat down. "I've run a few approaches through my head, but they all have problems." As he spoke, he began wrapping the ice packs in their own individual rags. Applying the packs directly to the skin -- especially with recent sutures present -- was liable to cause complications along with more than a little discomfort. In his experience, a thin cloth or towel provided enough protection for the skin while still allowing the cold to be effective.


"The locals may be pacified right now, but after what happened after the meeting and with Hypnos outing himself... these people are scared, unpredictable. If we tell them we're bringing in Vampires to help keep them safe, who knows how they'll respond? I'll vouch for them of course -- but I'm fresh off the boat here. My word won't be worth much, regardless of what title the Council decided to throw my way." He sighed wearily. "Either that, or we lie. Say they're a Hunting crew from up North, keep it as vague as we can without arousing suspicion. That won't last forever, though, and when they do find out..." his voice trailed off.


Having already finished wrapping the last of the ice packs, William returned his attention to the task at hand. He began to reach forward to gently pull Mackenzie's shirt upward to expose the wound -- having absentmindedly fallen into the routine of a medic treating just another patient -- but now he hesitated. His gray eyes turned to meet her own, "May I?"

 

[NanLia]

 
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Mackenzie would glance to William's request, confused for a moment before nodding. "Yes, go ahead."  It was odd for him to ask permission and, if Mackenzie hadn't been focused on other issues, she may have questioned it, but instead she moved on to the current issue at hand.


"We can't lie to the people; one I don't think that we could pull the wool over the eyes of a hundred or more people if a dozen vampires arrive suddenly, sure maybe one or two could arrive and hid among us, but not the army we're going to need.  Two, Franklin would never send any of his people here without being certain they would be safe.  He's their nest leader, and he's built himself their king based on trust, throwing them to the hunters here would never happen; he'd be more likely to help the pack takes us out first."  At this she would frown, Vitae was rife with conflict.  "No, we need the people to fear the pack.  Need to bring home that they are coming.  I don't think they understand what will happen to Vitae if the pack over runs us, I know Brendan told them about Borseti, but...."  She'd shake her head slowly.  "What we could use is a wolf or two to run at the walks, disturb the peace and quiet here.  Obviously fear is the only thing that seems to work these people up, maybe we can get them to fear something other than the pack?  Something to drive them into Franklin's arms."  She'd been rambling, eyes unfocused but now they'd turn up to William's.

 

[Safton]

 
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William listened intently to Mackenzie's thoughts, having gently rolled the back of her shirt upward to reveal the sutures. He'd place the wrapped ice packs along the length of the wound, periodically moving them slightly. When Mack finished, Will spoke up. "You're talking about making it real for them. Forcing them to direct their fear at the immediate threat instead of the unknown." He inclined his head, smiling ruefully. "Fear of imminent death can be a powerful motivator."


He clenched his jaw, deep in thought. "Now we just have to work out the right sort of 'demonstration' without overdoing it: convince the locals that they don't have much of a choice here... and put aside any fear they might have of trading one monster for another."

 

[Ghostly Phantom]

Alex was woken by her backup phone vibrating. With slight irritation directed at the person calling,  the bright screen, and the sun, she answered with nothing more than a, "What?"


"Well hello to you too."


"Spider. I. Was. Sleeping."


"I figured. I just thought you should know that a couple of weirdos have your phone and were calling about you. You didn't get yourself into trouble did you, Grey?"


Alex rolled her eyes. "No more than I can handle. Thanks for the vote of confidence. So how's everything?" With that, she got out of her truck, shoved her sunglasses on, and began walking around the town, chatting with her friend.

 

[NanLia]

Mackenzie would hiss feeling the coolness seep into her bad, eyes would close at the new sensation; it felt wonderful, a relief to the near constant fire she had been feeling.  It would take her several minutes to return to their conversation, dark eyes opening again, regarding Will.


"The pack won't risk being lured into the colony, they're too militant for that."  She'd frown, considering.  "We could trap one, bring it in.  Let them see?"  she was seriously considering setting it loose within the walls but there were too many civilans.  


"I'm a Lure." She'd state almost casually, "They've chased me for years, the Alpha wants to turn me, if I go out at night they'll come without question.  My brothers and I used to trap them when we were young, I'm sure I could rig another."

 

[Safton]

William idly examined the color of the skin around the sutures. As patches of it began to appear flushed, he would gently move the ice packs to a new area.


He mulled the suggestion over as he worked. "With any luck, we'd be able to prevent anyone overreacting; strike a balance between the useful kind of fear and, well, panic."


Will leaned back in his chair, narrowing his gaze as he locked eyes with her. "But... I'm not exactly comfortable with the idea of using you as bait," his tone was gentle, but firm all the same. "You almost died, Mack. And any sizeable amount of backup runs the risk of spooking the Wolves."

 

[NanLia]

Mackenzie would shift her arm out from beneath her head, laying it to rest on the couch directly.  She understood William's resistance to the idea, "I know," she'd reply akin to a child being chided, she was aware how close she'd been to death; a god had come to provide her relief in her last moments in this world, it wasn't like she was about to forget any time soon.


"You got a better idea?" She'd continue.  "If one of my brothers or father is here, I might be able to get them alone.  We had ways of communicating, when we got seperated during hunts.  If I leave a message and one of them picks it up...."  She'd trail off knowing William would still resist, his initial arguement was still valid.  "If they're not here, no harm no foul."

 

[Safton]

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William was silent for several moments before finally raising a hand to absentmindedly rub at his brow, letting out a sigh. He didn't like the idea of putting Mack back out there; she was still injured, after all. But... she was right. The other options weren't any more viable than this one. 


"OK," he said, quietly, his posture slumping. He recovered quickly, straightening up and resuming his more assertive tone. "On two conditions. First: Elijah goes with you, just in case. He knows Wolves better than I do and he has--" Will hesitated visibly before continuing on. "...'experience' in this area that might come in handy." 


Hendrix clenched his jaw tightly, wondering if he'd said too much as his eyes drifted toward the hallway and his voice lowered. "There are things you don't know about him, about his family. If you want the details, you can ask him. But a word of advice: tread carefully."

 

[NanLia]

 
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"Ok,"


Mackenzie was surprised, at first, with Williams agreement.  It seemed out of character for him, she honestly thought she would have to fight him, and then finally just do it anyways, because why did she need his permission?  And then he continued.


"On two conditions.  First: Elijah goes with you..."  His explanation for his reasoning was valid; if Eli had experience with wolves then his presence would be welcomed, he would be a relief for Mackenzie.  She was confident the trapped worked, but if something went awry, she wouldn't be able to do much to extract herself from the situation.


"Agreed."  William had offered warning about Eli's history, but given her own; if Eli wasn't willing to forfeit the information to her on his own terms?  She would never ask.  "What's the second condition?"  She was curious what else William would stipulate in this situation, given he hadn't even heard how the trap works.

 

[Safton]

 
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Will nodded in satisfaction at Mackenzie's assent. Knowing that Elijah was watching her back would definitely help to set his mind at ease... at least a little. "Second, you tell me everything. What's this trap? How does it work? When and where will you make your move?" William still didn't like the idea; hated it, in fact. He was hoping that the idea would grow on him as they talked it out, but already he could feel the opposite happening. These conditions were only giving him second thoughts about the entire situation. Some part of him, a small part, knew that practicality and the safety of the Colony trumped his initial emotional response of concern for Mack's safety. It had grated at him to put Elijah's name forward as her escort, but again that small rational part had won out. She'd be safer with Eli than him, as much as it pained him to admit it.


But that didn't mean he had to sit idly by, either.


He leaned forward to once again adjust the ice packs, continuing to speak as he did so. "I'll be as close by as I can without spooking the Wolves. If anything goes wrong, you call me."

 

[NanLia]

 
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Mackenzie had started laughing before William had managed to finish his stern lecture, she should have guessed this was on it's way, why had she been surprised earlier?  This was the predictable William she knew.  She would settle herself and a quick nod and a Mhm  agreeing to his final statement, thought she knew quiet well that it was unlikely that if something went wrong, she'd have the ability to call him, but she wasn't about to admit it.


"The trap." She'd start then frown, how was she going to explain this, it's mechanics were simple enough, but it had been created by her brother Douglas, when he was fourteen.  "It's like a bear trap, though larger.  Weight triggered it clams onto the wolf's leg, in human form, and binds him.  The exterior of it is made of steel, all the mechanisms are housed inside of it, as well as the locks.  Think Iron Maiden, the torture device, not the band, filled with silver split hooked spikes."  She could only hope the description is enough.  "We used to set it up at then entrance of a Motel room, second floor, forcing the wolf to come through the door way at us.  We always picked a motel in the city, so they can't change on us, humans only."  She'd shrug, noting the fiery pain her back had subsided quite a bit with the ice packs.


"The first wolf to walk in is disabled, the silver will be agonizing, even a Pure Bred won't be able to do much but scream.  And then you kill any wolf that comes in behind the first, preferably quietly."  It was a choke point trap after the first was disabled, they would line up one after the other, only one way into the room, and be killed, in theory.  "I can make one, have it ready for tomorrow night...  Will Eli agree to all this?  It's one thing for me to be out there, but another to risk him too."

 

[Safton]

 
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Will listened intently to Mackenzie's description of the trap. He had to admit, it sounded... morbidly effective. Under different circumstances, he might have winced involuntarily at the image. Shaw had never mentored him in the art of trapping werewolves; Will's teacher was only interested in exterminating them, and for that a silver-plated bullet did just fine. The trap didn't sound all that complex, but he hoped Mackenzie was correct in her assessment in crafting one in a day's time.


At Mackenzie's question, Will focused his eyes back on her. He nodded firmly. "He'll agree to it. He's just as dedicated to protecting this Colony as we are." William smiled. "He, uh-- he's actually the one who sold me on even coming to this place." William leaned forward to tilt one of the ice packs up and examine the skin underneath before placing it back. "Besides," he leaned back to make eye contact with Mackenzie, smile still on his face. "He still owes me one."

 

[NanLia]

 
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Mackenzie would nod slowly, hearing Eli would agree to help her, she would offer William a slight smile, hearing that, like her, he needed to be convinced to come the Colony, odd how similar he was to her.  She'd never thought any one was like herself, personality wise, it was odd to speak to someone that knew not only what she meant, but could see it from her points of view.  A confused frown would slowly traverse her features, "He... .owes you?"  She'd lost William somewhere long the train of thought, she was still in planning mode, there were other factors to consider, like Eli's scent, but she supposed it could wait until tomorrow.  She had nothing to add that would be critical for either party to handle.

 

[Safton]

 
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Will smiled. "It's... a long story." He shrugged. "If I'm being fair, I guess we owe each other our lives at this point," he remarked jokingly. "Anyway," he said, collecting himself. "Let me know if there's anything I can do to help with the trap. I'm not so bad with a toolbox," he said. "If there any materials you need that you don't think you can find here at the Colony, we could grab them tomorrow."

 

[NanLia]

 
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Mackenzie would nod slowly, certain that any hunter here owed someone their lives one way or another, she knew it to be true between herself and Ashley, more than several occasions.  "Great, I'll take a look at what I've got kicking around in the car, I'm sure I have bits left from an old trap, and I did see a blacksmith further in town yesterday.  I'm sure I can find parts there as well."  She would sigh then shifting atop the couch, stretching her back and rolling her shoulders.  "This seems to be working pretty well."  She'd nod towards the ice packs.  "I can't feel half my back any more."  She wasn't certain if that would be considered good or bad, but at the very least the pain had diminished, she might actually sleep through the night without the use of painkillers.

 

[Safton]

 
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William chuckled. "That's the idea. The pain relief will only be temporary, but it should help reduce the swelling around the sutures, too," he said, his tone almost clinical. He glanced at his watch. "Unfortunately they'll have to come off soon. Wouldn't want to add frostbite to your list of problems. I'd probably never hear the end of it from Ash."

 

[NanLia]

Mackenzie would nod slowly, "Well its better than the pills, my back still hurt and I was just.... Angry."  She would glance at his hand as he looked at his watch, eyes would turn up to his.


"Oh, you'd hear the end of it.  She would kill you."  She was in a far better mood than she had been previously, the ice relieving much of the pain temporary or not.


"You still haven't told me what your meeting tomorrow is about, or what you plan to tell the council... I don't know if they'll appreciate your choice of assistance, by the way."

 

[Safton]

 
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Will shrugged. "The meeting itself is routine for them. It gives me a chance to update them on my progress and concerns as far as the defense of the Colony goes. Primarily, I need to talk to a guy named Diffey about the refugee camp outside. That little situation needs to be sorted out one way or another before the Wolves show up, or..." he didn't finish the thought. The implications were clear enough. "Anyway, I think it's best we save the news about Franklin until we have our little 'demonstration' ready to go. For tomorrow, I'll just run down the basic preparations with them."


He narrowed his eyes at Mackenzie. "As far as their disapproval about my choice goes? I don't really give a damn. Brendan gave me the authority to nominate someone I can trust." Will shrugged again. "I did."