ext_100473 ([identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2007-01-20 08:59 pm

Streets of Fandom near Cafe Fina, Late in the evening

Lonnie stalked through the streets of Fandom on her way back to her room, cursing under her breath. She was in hell, that was the only explanation for why she couldn't find one single guy to have some fun with. That was it, as soon as she could she was getting the hell out of here.

[ooc: Lonnie's here for someone specific but otherwise open for all your dark street needs.]

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
The Beast was counting his evening with Samantha a success - the chair hadn't broken, and she hadn't run screaming in disgust - and as they left Cafe Fina, Samantha once again with her arm through his, he drew slightly closer to her, lest she catch cold.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Did you enjoy dinner?" She asked, walking close to the Beast's side. He was warmer than Jack, if such a thing was possible.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Sam frowned at Isabel, trying to figure out what her problem was. "I believe I did, yes. Thanks for your help."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
The Beast didn't like whoever she was, and he didn't like the way she was looking at Samantha. It was entirely unconscious, but a small rumbling growl escaped.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"That's none of your damn business," Sam glared back at Isabel. Whether the Beast was Jack or not, he deserved more respect. "Go home and sleep it off."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
He recoiled, pushing Sam to the side and snarled, swiping out with one paw.

At the last minute he balled his fists, hiding claws, and smacked her in the head with a closed fist.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Sam crouched down to take Isabel's pulse, and looked back over her shoulder. "She's alive, just unconscious. We should get her back to the dorms."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"I was not trying to kill her. If I were, I would have used these." He flashed his claws, then sighed. "I'll carry her if you want me to."

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I think that would probably be best," Sam decided. "I hope whatever this is isn't permanent."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Is there something wrong with her?" Apart from everything he'd seen so far. He crouched down and scooped her up, lifting her easily. "Lead and I'll follow."

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Sam nodded. "This isn't Isabel. Isabel's sweet and weird and fun. Snarky, but not mean." She headed back towards the dorms. "Something's going on."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
He followed as he'd said, attention split between Samantha and the girl in his arms. The name Isabel triggered another one of the flashes of familiarity.

"Will there be danger to you?" And there was more than a hint of a snarl in the question.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Danger to me?" She asked, genuinely confused. "From what?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know, but if something is strange, it could mean danger." One quick stride put him at her side. "I don't want there to be any danger to you."

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 05:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's sweet," she patted his bicep, "but I can take care of myself. I'll be fine."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
His answering rumble may have had more to do with her touch than her words, but he nodded and kept following her, back to the dorms (http://izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com/60012.html).