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Posted: Sun Feb 02, 2014 8:54 pm
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"You'd be surprised how many people out here didn't know it was English. They thought I was from New York." he took the offered hand, giving it a quick but firm shake. "Alistair White. London, by the way, the accent's from London. The more posh part of London, not over in the East with those Cockney fellows. Though you won't find a lot of people who actually speak this way. Most people find it a bit...too proper." he sighed, head cocked to the side. "I'm afraid I don't quite understand that reference." he said, brow furrowing. It must have been an American thing. "There are, astonishingly, two whole hotels in this town. Well, I say hotels but one of them is more of a motel which may suit your needs better since you won't be staying long. It's inexpensive and has a bed and at least a toilet from what I understand and you get 5 whole channels on the television." he explained, "It's just down the road from here," he pointed, "And you make a right at the library and keep going for about 3 quarter miles and it'll be on the left...Or I could just hop in your care and guide you there personally. Wouldn't want your 'sexy as hell' self getting lost now would we?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 03, 2014 7:42 am
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It was the next day that Alistair would see Maxwell. The man was driving down the street, drumming his hands on his steering wheel as he sang along with whatever song was on the radio. When he came to a stop, he rolled down his window and shouted out at the other, waving his hand. He didn't stop though-- he had an agenda. Today he was meeting with the Dean so he could start teaching, and he had to find a place to live.
Cases like this usually took him a while. If he figured out who the culprit was, he still never attacked right away. He waited and when the time was ready, he took care of the trash. He did it in every town he went. Some times, he'd stay a year or two before accomplishing his goal. But it didn't always mean that people died in those two years. Usually, he found ways to wear his hunt down. If he could get this one to flew into the woods and permanently leave the people alone, he'd let it go.
But that was usually never the case.
(zomg does he not know?)
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Posted: Mon Feb 03, 2014 8:37 am
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(Yes, he knows. He's been one for a while so he kind of figured out how to control it but sometimes he slips and like...kills a chicken or something. xD)
He very nearly jumped as he heard Max (God, how did he recognize his voice already) calling him. He was too shaken up to really be upset at the other, so he simply nodded in greeting. "Yes, it's terrible news isn't it? I used to talk to her sometimes. She wanted to go to veterinary school and work at the local animal hospital." he sighed. "Her father must be so devastated. The Sheriff will likely declare a curfew. Must be a pretty exciting welcome to the town...If you're not put-off by this kind of thing." he added. He hoped that they did declare a curfew. At least that would better the chances of people staying safe at night, but they couldn't keep a curfew like that forever. Eventually they'd want their lives back to normal, which meant that the threat had to be eliminated.
"So, have you got your house sorted?" he asked to change the subject. "Well of course you have, who moves into a town without actually having a house to move into? I'm sorry, I'm rambling. I do that when I'm nervous. I'll just shut up now..." damn, he was an idiot.
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