DYLAN.
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Post by DYLAN. on Jan 23, 2011 12:06:55 GMT -5
&&. Dustin shrugged his shoulders as he carried her. Sure he wouldn't drop her, but still he would feel bad if he dropped her. Yeah darlin' it's true, I wouldn't drop you if I could help it. But if you were to kick me in a certain place I doubt I can help what happens. He smiled, knowing she would have to admit he was right before gently shifting her enough where he could set her in the passenger's seat of his car and took a towel from the trunk before giving it to her to put behind her head. if you can help it, don't get blood all over the seat. if you can't, oh well, it can be cleaned. He smiled a little and buckled her seat belt and then closed the door before walking over to the drivers seat. He climbed in and shut the door, buckling himself. After he had gotten into an accident with his best friend and was lucky to be alive, he never forgot his seat belt. He gave her a sideways smile, debating correcting her on his name, but he found that he liked his nickname.
&&. Her next comment made him laugh as he went to start the car, putting it into drive and slowly making his way out of his parking spot. well to be honest, yes, it would be easier, but i'm not dracula. my name is dustin darlin'. and as for what happened, im not sure. i came after you hit the ground, all i know is that you got hit in the head and he was trying to get you into a van. he said honestly before turning down the radio which had begun blaring the second his car started. The song was by paramore so he didn't completely turn it down, but he was careful to make sure it didn't give his precious cargo a headache. She all ready had one, and if she didn't she soon would. He glanced over at her as he gripped her arm gently, attempting to make sure she stayed away. sorry darlin', but falling asleep could, and probably would, kill you. that's the last thing i want on my conscience. He said with a smile. ( WORDS ) 373 ! ( TAGGED ) DUSTY ! ( NOTES ) YAYYYY ! ( MUSIC ) Hallelujah - Paramore !
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Post by kiera on Jan 23, 2011 12:48:42 GMT -5
Morgan took the towel he passed her, folding it and sticking it inbetween her head and the headrest. She was quiet as he strapped her in. He was so careful and gentle. She felt safe with him, something that was rare for Morgan. She never felt strong or powerful, it was why she was so...vicious...at times. She wasn't a shifter like her family, like she should be. It made her feel weak. That was why she didn't usually like guys helping her, she needed to feel strong and powerful without them. With Dustin, she didn't feel weak. She just felt safe. It was nice, something new for her. Her eyelids started to flutter closed, lulled by his smooth voice washing over her and an unnamed warmth that was spreading through her body. Her eyes snapped open when he gripped her arm. Her first instinct was to slap him, yell at him for thinking he could touch her. Her eyes flared, but then she remembered that he had been carrying her. She calmed back down. She grumbled in annoyance.
"Yeah yeah yeah, wouldn't want to go comatose on you and ruin your big shining moment as a hero." She stared out the front windows, lost in thought. She hated that he was a hero, but hated the thought of him leaving there. Shadows reaching to grab her danced on the edge of her vision. She shivered slightly, feeling guilty for being so sarcastic and unkind to Dustin. She wouldn't apologize though, not Morgan. That wasn't how she rolled. She thought over what he had said, wondering why her assailant had targeted her. What had he hit her with? Where was he now?"Has anyone called the police on this guy Dracula?" She raised an eyebrow at him. Is he coming after me? Her unspoken question floated in her mind and she turned her eyes away from Dustin so he wouldn't see she was afraid. She tried to beat back her fear. She was Morgan, she was strong, she was powerful. She frowned, hardened her eyes and face. She had to be strong, because she was human. "I know your name, by the way. I just think Dracula fits you better."
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