Alana took note of John's glance towards her breats. Ah, the man was smart enough to see the bait. "Well now it seems my most interesting hunt may be going on right now. Truthfully I inherited this life from my father he took me out and trained me since I was ten. The only life I have known is chasing down monsters and killing them." She watched John gulp down the rest of his beer before leaning in closer to her. His eyes took another glance towards her clevage.<br/><br/>"How bout I tell you about a hunt of mine and then afterwards you treat me like that counter." She arched an eyebrow.<br/><br/>" So either you like it rough , or you want me ro clean you down like a cat cleans it's paws?" The question was rhetorical. However, she still kept her breats on the counter.<br/><br/>" Lets see. The first hunt I ever went on me and my dad found a werewolf's hunting ground. We did the normal stalk and talk took us two days to finally track the damn thing down. Well a day before the full moon we find the guy in his house and take him out. Silver bullets, you know the deal. Well what we didn't know was he had a wife who was of the same bestial nature as himself. Well as you could bet she was pissed off and came after us and as luck would have it she caught up to us about the same time as the full moon was peeking over the horizon. Well my dad ended up killing it but not before he got his arm torn up. Short version he died. Been hunting these creatures ever since." Alana had never personally ran into a wereowlf so the tale was rather interesting to her. Werewolves from what the institution text had written  down are normally docile creatures. However, should Werewolves become violent it is best to put them down fast. The text had never left her head even though she hated the place.<br/><br/>" Sorry bout your dad." John leaned over the counter moving even closer to her. It was strange for her since it was the second time in her entire life to be so close to a man. His breath smelt like 3 levels of beer.<br/><br/>"Now what say we take your poor breasts and press them against something a bit more fun." The playful wink he made had her wondering what fun could possibly be found in pressing her breats against- there it was...She smiled at his words. It had been a tiring night, and having some fun may actually give her a nice rest for once.<br/><br/>" Fun, You say , " Her breats came off the table because she was now standing. " What could be more fun than finding new stuff to rub my breats against?" A playful wink was returned to him before her hands took the empty glass -which use to have beer in it- and emptied it into the sink. Then she moved from the counter adding some sas to her ass to the stairs. She leaned against the stairs signaling for John to follow her up.<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>Somewhere within the institution headquarters<br/><br/>A man leaned back in his chair having his feet propped up on the over crowded desk. The top of the desk was littered with papers and books. Ringlits of smoke began to fill the room from the cigar he was smoking. Suddenly, the door swung open to reveal another man of a younger age. He was wearing mostly black with a black trench coat.<br/><br/>" I pressume you have a report for me Jason?" The older man of about 34 asked while placing his cigar into n ashtray. There was plenty of reports on his desk but Jason been asked to give a verbal report because he was one of the top hunters within the institution.<br/><br/>" Sir, The old Dulstan mansion which has been eating most of our rookies has been purified or rather burned down. The problem is the rookie on route to the house caught a horse, and from her description Alana was the owner." Jason's oral reports were always accurate. The older man's interest was peaked. "There was also a report that an unknown man was with her."<br/><br/>" So , this would raise the question that she must reside somewhere near there.Good. If you wish you can go find where she lives and burn the place to ashes. Runaways are killed." His feet hit the floor. " Now, go burm down the house of your ex." He waved his hand in dismissle.