<div class="floatleft">(https://38.media.tumblr.com/d5d94fbd3fa57d60e73553cd97c3637d/tumblr_ngdtl63oYV1u5ziobo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside Salazar's Apartment.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Denim shorts (https://31.media.tumblr.com/2a608e991e2425829962ffcbf2d4717b/tumblr_ngsj0d59VX1tkp8ozo1_500.jpg), A two-toned blue/white long sleeved jumper (https://38.media.tumblr.com/8580b231bec4133e9a960a9a1f13c7d5/tumblr_ngou6kPnCt1sfku6po1_500.jpg) and a pair of white converse. (https://38.media.tumblr.com/99f11e12eca629896d1ccbdf45e05b9f/tumblr_nguertcYoU1rhrh3vo1_500.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Diego.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>When Diego completely dismissed her fact with his awfully convenient memory loss, her jaw dropped a little and a frown reached her features. Was he being serious?<br/><br/>"What? You did say that. Are you joking?"<br/><br/>Katherine stood in the doorway of the make shift bedroom as he traced back to the doorway of his study. She was caught a little off guard when he slammed his fist into the door frame and the sound caused her to flinch, her eyes wide as she watched him. She couldn't believe that he still thought that this 'White Wolf' guy was still targeting her; she couldn't believe that she was his one and only target. She wasn't special. That being said, the brunette kept her mouth shut.<br/><br/>When he lowered his head to his fist, she almost felt a little apologetic, like she wanted to comfort him in some way. That emotion quickly changed when he turned his eyes to her again and she tensed, straightening and holding his eye contact bravely.<br/><br/>"Wouldn't there be more danger for you if I shared your...coffin?" It was still hard to say. "The bedroom would be safer, right? They might leave you alone if we're separate..." As if that was the issue here.<em>Look at the bigger picture here, Katherine.</em><br/><br/>Suddenly, Salazar was flashing toward her; her bright eyes couldn't keep up with his movement as well as she'd thought. His hand gripped her throat and she stumbled backward as result of the sudden pressure, her hair falling into her face. Then darkness. She was silent at first, unsure of what had just happened. Then realization hit her.<br/><br/>"Hey! Hey, let me out of here! I don't want to be stuck in your nasty coffin! Hey!"<br/><br/>Katherine's fist pounded at the lid of the coffin, her feet also making as much noise as possible. She quickly gave up on banging around and began pushing with her newly found strength instead, her groans of protest weak under the weight of Diego sat upon the coffin. That didn't seem to help much either; it tired her out though. After a while, the girl simply sighed and relaxed back into the plush inside of the coffin.<br/><br/>"Jerk..." Her mind replayed the events of the day, going over and over everything like a high definition movie. Before she knew it, sleep had claimed her.<br/><br/>[ Continued Here. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=218562.msg10961824#msg10961824) ]