She'd made it a point to keep her identity hidden, but trying to hide who she'd once been had proven to be difficult for Leah. Every time she turned a corner,something or someone always found her. It appeared that this lonely place in Georgia wasn't the place she'd thought it would be, and once again, her past caught up to her with earnest. The strong fingers that dug into her wrist was not that of someone who was weak. In fact, Leah immediately knew that it was someone of opposite qualities. She'd done her best with learning the many escape routes within the bar, but ironically, only one seemed to flash through her mind as she found herself super glued to her seat. There was no real danger right here, at least, not at the moment. Anyone stupid enough to start an all out brawl in the middle of a crowded bar would learn what it was like to trespass in this world pretty damn quickly.<br/><br/>But as the voice of the man spoke to her, Leah rethought that assessment. Perhaps assuming there was no danger was a mistake. It was obvious to the brunette that this individual knew her and knew her so well that he could speak of her father without it seeming fake or rehearsed.<b>"Uncle Randy?"</b>Leah wrinkled her nose and frowned deeply as she finally responded to his questions.<b>"I haven't heard from my uncle in years. For all I know, he could be dead. Nice try, asshole."</b>Leah quickly pulled her wrist from his hand, clutching it to her body to massage it. She hoped there wouldn't be any bruises there in the morning - it would become really hard to explain to people she worked with on a regular basis.<br/><br/><b>"And if I were you, I'd keep my voice down about hunting and scars and whatever else you thought was a good idea to just shout out in the middle of this place."</b>She shook her head.<b>"Reason #1 I know you're not my uncle - he'd be more smart than that."</b>While she didn't have a "Chicago" accent like others from the region, she did have a soft Midwestern one compared to the thick drawl of the sweet southerners around them. Leah had to be careful with what she said, just as the man next to her did too. the fact that they weren't from around here made them stand out like a real sore thumb. Perhaps it was that thought that forced Leah to really take a look at the man or perhaps it was the way his eyes looked eerily familiar, but whatever it was, she hesitated before speaking again, slowly letting recognition take over. Maybe he wasn't lying to her. Maybe he was telling her the truth.<br/><br/><b>"It's not nice to play games with people you don't know in a place you're not quite familiar with."</b>Leah reprimanded as she stood once more.<b>"Don't drink too much more or you'll have a hard time making it home."</b>She turned to walk away, attempting to leave the man behind, but she was quickly stopped by the broad chest of a rather large man. She wasn't short by any means, but she wasn't overly tall either. This new individual towered over her, well above six feet in height, and Leah gulped hard as she recognized the markings around his upper arm as those from a werewolf pack she'd investigated at one point in her short career. Her father had had a lot to do with them in the past, and just as she'd feared, the name "Donatelli" left his lips and Leah found herself backing up quickly into the bar again.<br/><br/><b>"Goddamn it. Look what you did!"</b>She stated firmly over her shoulder at the man who claimed to be her uncle.<b>"I just wanted a nice, peaceful evening, but you had to just go and blow it for me, huh?"</b>The werewolf that approached her with a sly grin on his face stepped passed the point of no return, and Leah took a leap of faith. With a limber jump that made her hip pop, she hoisted herself over the bar stool and onto the bar before hoping behind it. Hopefully the barrier would keep her new attacker from following as quickly.<br/><br/>Tag:<a class="username" data-user-id="63" data-username="@Lord Darkshayde" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/63/">@Lord Darkshayde</a>(Hoping this works well for you)