[ It's not what he wanted to see at all, but what did he honestly expect from this situation? She should have called for back-up, she shouldn't have been drinking if--if what, if there were monsters about? There are always monsters about, he knows how silly it sounds. But it doesn't stop him from pulling the Impala to a halt outside of the alley before he all but jumps out of the car. ]
Faith?
[ Definitely her, and definitely...something. He rushes over to her, all but ignoring the creature in lieu of making sure she's in one piece first. ]
[There was blood. A lot of it. But a quick check shows that nearly all of it isn't hers, other than a nasty looking gash on her left arm.
She didn't stir when he said her name, but she does instantly when he touches her. Jerking awake, her hand comes up to strike at whatever dared approach....and barely stops before striking him]
Sam?
[and then the throbbing headache catches up with her, more the fault of the alcohol than the creature lying dead at her feet.
...which was definitely not a pterodactyl. A demon, maybe (her kind), or some other type of monster. But not a dinosaur. Though, to her credit, it did appear to have wings]
...Fuck.
[hand dropping, her eyes closed as she leaned her head back against the brick wall behind her.]
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Faith?
[ Definitely her, and definitely...something. He rushes over to her, all but ignoring the creature in lieu of making sure she's in one piece first. ]
Are you okay?
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She didn't stir when he said her name, but she does instantly when he touches her. Jerking awake, her hand comes up to strike at whatever dared approach....and barely stops before striking him]
Sam?
[and then the throbbing headache catches up with her, more the fault of the alcohol than the creature lying dead at her feet.
...which was definitely not a pterodactyl. A demon, maybe (her kind), or some other type of monster. But not a dinosaur. Though, to her credit, it did appear to have wings]
...Fuck.
[hand dropping, her eyes closed as she leaned her head back against the brick wall behind her.]