<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Jake<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Woods<br/><hr/>The red head watched his descent from the tree, shaking her head lightly.<em>Fucking Peter Parker.</em>Standing at 5'5, she had to look up at him to look over his face. The look on his face made her crack as amused smile, standing unmoving, chest to chest from him. She raised an eyebrow at his explanation, looking at him skeptically.<br/><br/>"I can only base my current feeling towards you based off of past experiences, and when your own parents try to kill you for what you are, it leaves a bad taste in your mouth." She told him, her eyes moving back to his little tree fort. "And as of right now, I can't necessarily trust you." She looked back to him, crossing her arms. "But if you haven't noticed, I haven't tried to rip your oddly attractive throat out yet, have I?" She quoted herself from last night.<br/><br/>Her hazel eyes looked to his tactical gear, raising an eyebrow yet again. "You came prepared like a good little boy scout, didn't you? Are you always this uptight? Ever just wear a t-shirt and jeans and have a beer? Or are you suppose to come off as a relatively unfeeling robot?... Why are you even here, anyway? Did you fall in love with some lovely she wolf, and you want to sweep her off your feet and bring her home to where at least fifty of your buddies are waiting to skin her alive and make her pelt into a rug?<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i40.tinypic.com/27yxzk5.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Matthew Dillon</strong><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Orion<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In the Cabin<br/><hr/><br/>Matt's fingers stroked through Rion's hair tenderly, massaging and lightly scratching his scalp. He took in a deep breath, trying very hard to put together what he was going to say. "Well... there is an option." He told him. Rion and Matt often talked about turning him, however, Rion wasn't very keen on the idea. Matt wanted to help, and he wanted to be of actual help - not just to Rion - but to the cause in general.<br/><br/>"You could turn me... Or, I mean, it doesn't even have to be you. It could be... Anna, or... anyone else, really." He sighed softly, kissing his forehead. "I just want to help. And lets face it... one day... I'm not gonna be here anymore. And you'll still have... decades. I don't want to grow old without you. I don't want to grow old at all, if it means staying with you."