Hunters Call ( Supernatural style roleplay. it's back!!! )

[omgIisonfiyah]

((Where is Eternal? ))  

[The Eternaly Damned]

((You really Could have moved on, dears. I don't mind if you move Lilly at the moment. I've been rather busy at work. Sorry smile ))

Lilly seemed un-amused. "Well, instead of wasting our time playing Frisbee, why don't we just head to the sight of the hiker murder. It will keep us occupied and be useful."

The girl climbed into the passenger seat, pausing to pull down her skirt so that it wouldn't hike up, and buckled her seat belt, crossing her arms. "You know, unless you'd rather throw a plastic disk through the air for entertainment."  

[omgIisonfiyah]

"Fine, we'll go and do work instead of goofing off." Remy said with a sigh and headed off towards the murder site.  

[Fabled Heartbreak]

Damian sighed as the headed out in the car, ignoring the urges to stick his head out the window in his canine form. "Hey now, frisbee is a sport y'know! A dang good one at that!"  

[omgIisonfiyah]

"Sorry dude, but apparently going to play frisbee is not as great as heading off into the woods with complete strangers." Remy said with a chuckle then realized what he had just said. "That sounded more wrong than it did in my head." Remy said sheepishly.  

[themadnessunderneath]

Samantha's hand hovered over a silver platter she had been reaching for, her gaze moving to Jack. A frown worked its way onto her face as she snatched the platter from its spot. "You could say that." The girl turned her back to Jack, looking over a table to her right, but not really seeing anything. After a few seconds she turned back towards Jack. "He's just a big scaredy cat. I know that might be surprising because of the bad boy image he has."  

[The Eternaly Damned]

Lilly snickered. "I'm sure it is, people are odd." She couldn't see Frisbee as a sport. "And I'm no stranger Remy, but I'm sure Damien will behave..." She looked into the rear-view mirror, checking on the boy behind them. "Monster or not."  

[Lucky_Tiger]

I wanna be the very best

To catch them is my real test

Like no one ever was

To train them is my cause

Kari began moving through the store, gathering up the occasional silver item. She kept having to make herself focus, distracted by other items and the possibilities they held. But she kept mostly on task.

Clickies please? You know you want to click the adorable pokemon on my farm

 

[anonymous-twilight]

Jack shrugged, "I never really thought of your brother as the bad boy." He said, a slight smile on his face as he picked up a silver looking object. After they gathered what they needed, they payed for the materials then headed back to the hide out. Jack then proceded to dig through the random supplies, finding what he needed to make bullets.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

I wanna be the very best

To catch them is my real test

Like no one ever was

To train them is my cause

Kari stood back, watching Jack root through the supplies. "Anything I can do to help?" She asked, unsure of what all was needed. He was the one with the instructions.

Clickies please? You know you want to click the adorable pokemon on my farm

 

[omgIisonfiyah]

"I know you're not, but I was referring to the fact that until quite recently, Damien had not been acquainted with us." Remy said, sounding fancy as he did so.  

[Fabled Heartbreak]

Damian rolled his eyes. "You guys are weird sometimes, but seriously, there are more polite things you could say instead of monster." He said as he rode in the backseat, leaning slightly out of the window.  

[omgIisonfiyah]

"Then can we call you a Puppy?" Remy asked with a grin. He knew Kari would get a kick out of that.  

[Fabled Heartbreak]

Damian burst out laughing. "Among my kind I am considered a pup to be quite honest. So I suppose so, just don't abuse it. Okay?" Damian said calmly. "Anyway... Are we there yet?"  

[anonymous-twilight]

Jack thought about it for a moment, before motioning to the fireplace. "See if you can get a hot fire going. We need to melt down this silver." He said, pulling out a small object that seemed like something bullet shape would go in.