BRAM MCCABE
Hellhound
Kresnik
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Last seen Nov 9, 2024 19:27:38 GMT
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Post by BRAM MCCABE on Feb 8, 2021 14:37:16 GMT
The rain had started earlier that evening. A persistent downpour that had caught the campus by surprise it seemed.
Bram had been laying on his bed, his physiology textbook propped on his chest, long legs propped, ankles crossed against the wall. Legs bared by the sweat shorts he wore, the scars around his knee had stood out starkly, still fading red on white. Or at least they had until the light had suddenly started to drop away. It was still early in the year but he usually had at least another hour’s light before he had to roll off the bed to turn the lamp on his desk on. Normally it was how he knew it was time to walk sound rounds on the dorm. Saturday evenings were always busy.
As the rain had started to patter outside his own window he heard the shrieks outside start. People caught up in it rushing into the buildings clustered around the dorm. Eyebrows raised, Bram tilted his head back, staring out of the window. The sky had darkened to pewter, reminding him of the bruising that had mottled his leg from mid-thigh to mid-shin the morning after he’d been dragged off the ice. He suppressed a shudder, rolling carefully upright. He’d slipped on a pair of sneakers, running a hand through ruffled dirty blonde hair to settle it back in place. Taking a walk around a little early wasn’t going to do much harm.
He remembered snatching his room keys off of the dresser, heading out into the hallway. A pair of freshman girls had run in, peeling wet clothes away from their skin. ”10 o’clock curfew OK,” he reminded, aiming a finger at them as he headed down the hallway. There were coed dorms all over the place now but the one he was RA for was still single sex and with everything that had been supposedly going on in town there were slightly stricter measures in place than usual. Bram heard them giggle behind him and he’d half turned, glancing over his shoulder to flash them a grin. Definitely too young for him. He’d seen RAs get involved with freshmen before and hadn’t lasted long in the job. There was some serious responsibility to this, which was why he was on his best behavior.
Still, as he seemed to come to out in that cold damp air, it felt a little like best behavior had turned into half a dozen beers with the guys from the team. Those old enough to drink anyway. Frowning up at the dark sky that continued spit down an icy drizzle Bram tried to remember how in the hell he’d gotten outside. He squinted, shaking his head. Water spattered down from the sodden waves, hitting a shirt that was damp. He peeled it away from himself the same way the girls had done only minutes before, then turned on the spot, staring at the dark grounds around him. The last thing he remembered was the third floor, the party he’d asked to calm down. He’d swung the door shut on the four guys and … Bram swallowed hard, turning around in a slow circle. Spotting someone walking down one of the paths he started to jog over, bare feet slapping against the ground. ”Hey! ‘scuse me. You got … the time?” Tipping his arm up, Bram realized he didn’t have his watch on. He could’ve been out here ten minutes or ten damn hours with the way the light had been changing as the storm had come in. Swallowing hard, he pressed his fingers to his forehead and turned another slow circle. Where was here anyway?
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KITANA RYO
Werewolf
Posts: 126
Age:
22
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Jodi
A little party never hurt no one
Last seen Nov 21, 2024 10:02:12 GMT
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Post by KITANA RYO on Feb 8, 2021 18:54:30 GMT
Kitty spent her Saturday evening watching all the other students go out, but she wasn't prepared to do that this weekend. She had been avoiding drinking and going out for a few weeks now, after her outburst of violence in the Underground Club. A girl was testing Kitty's patience, and she retaliated and threw the girl across the dance floor. She was so close to going full wolf on this stranger if it wasn't for a bartender at the club who managed to calm down Kitty could have torn the girl apart. Whilst she had a bit of a temper, she had never lost control of her abilities before. Her anger had never been an issue before. It truly terrified her and left her wanting to lock herself indoors, where she was unable to hurt anyone. There were ways to control it though, she just needed to find how. In the meantime, she was avoiding alcohol, much to her dismay. Instead of wallowing in self-pity, Kitty took herself up to the library. If she was going to stay in she might as well do something productive with her time. She was pleased to see the weather was awful too. Everyone stood in the queue at the Underground Club getting soaked. The werewolf typed furiously at the computer, trying to sort out coding for her newly developed app for her coursework. She had targeted her app towards students, and it was something that would explore the internet for coupons and vouchers to be used in restaurants or when ordering online. The app was in its final stage, and just had a few teething problems which she needed to sort out before her deadline the following week. It didn't take long before Kitty got distracted by her phone though. Her attention span was awful that evening because she wished she was out with everyone else. This is not how she wanted to be spending her weekends at college. She had texted her older sister that morning, suggesting she might come home for the weekend but her sister dissuaded her from doing so. Emica said Kitty couldn't run away from her problems. The teenager was determined not to let her being a werewolf control her life, but right now it was and she felt lost. A few hours had passed by and Kitty had made a small dent in the amount of work she needed to do. It was drawing close to 8pm, so she assumed all the students would have gone out by now and dorms were quieter. She packed up her belongings and started to head back to her room. The rain was still coming down hard, so Kitty put on her red raincoat as she made the journey back to the dorms. Luckily it was only a short walk, but the water still managed to flood her sneakers, making her socks uncomfortable and soggy. As she trudged through the rain she spotted someone running towards her. She squinted a little to make sure she was seeing things correctly. He had no shoes on? ”Hey! ‘scuse me. You got … the time?” Kitty eyed the stranger with caution. "Yeah, it's nearly 8pm" It had only been 5 minutes since she left the library. She looked down at the person's bare feet, "Where the hell are your shoes?" She was even more concerned when the guy started to walk in a slow circle, "Erm, are you okay?" By now she was convinced he had escaped some mental institute nearby. BRAM MCCABE |
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BRAM MCCABE
Hellhound
Kresnik
Posts: 108
Played by:
Ange
Last seen Nov 9, 2024 19:27:38 GMT
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Post by BRAM MCCABE on Mar 30, 2021 19:42:53 GMT
He’d heard of guys from the teams having black outs before. You might’ve strapped on a helmet, had regular medical checks, but concussions were still a regular occurrence. You scrambled your brain, you lived with the raging headaches and dizziness, denying them so you could get out on the ice and play again. Bram knew he’d been concussed at least half a dozen times while he’d been playing, most light enough that he’d got off almost scot-free. He hadn’t been recently though. Hadn’t had any sort of hit on the ice. Hadn’t been overdoing it, burning the candle at both ends, or even stressing over assignments. Other than the rain it had been an easy enough Saturday night.
Until he’d come to out here.
The fear had rolled in the minute he’d come to out here. Scattered memories of shrieks as the rain had started up, of slipping on a shirt and sneakers before he’d left his room. Girls in the hallway, guilty looks on their faces as they’d realised who he was and that they’d likely be chased back out before the rain had stopped. Bram closed his eyes for a moment, shaking his head. Fragmented memories of it all, like photographs taken with a flash before the photographer had stopped and the world had gone dark except for those faint ghost lights behind his closed lids. An after image of something he couldn’t pull together.
Opening them up again he was still outside. Rain spattering down on his face as he tipped his head back, his shirt wet and uncomfortable against his chest. He peeled it away, stared around like some reason for that giant vacuum in his head would appear. There’d been no one out here though, no immediate sign of anything until the girl had walked into view. Bram jogged lightly over, ignoring the twinge in his knee as he reached her. He called out, asked the time like that would unravel everything. Not waiting for an answer he turned in another slow circle, fingers pressed to his forehead, blue eyes narrowing as he realised he didn’t even have a clue where he was.
What?
The girl was staring at him as he turned back, what she’d said registering like a sucker punch. Bram swallowed, staring at her and the incongruous patch covering one of her eyes. ”Can’t be,” he breathed. ”It was like five o’clock…” He’d glanced at the clock before he’d left his room, knowing he’d be patrolling earlier than he was meant to. Bram dragged his hand down his face, shedding the rain that had beaded on his skin. ”When did it start raining? I mean how long has it been…” There was that flicker of memory, him in his room as the storm had broken and it had finally started coming down out of that pewter sky.
Sucking in a breath, Bram shook his head at her. Okay was a pretty fucking operative term. He hadn’t been for a long time … thought he had been again but this? This was nuts. He slowly dropped his gaze to his bare feet, looked back up at her with absolute confusion on his face. ”I don’t know,” he rasped. ”I had them on when I left my room. I grabbed my keys … I walked down the hallway … I was gonna patrol, then …” His frown deepening, he turned on the spot, staring back in the direction he’d been walking from when he’d … come to. ”I … I think something happened to me in the woods…” Eyes haunted and wide, he looked back at her. Something could cover a hell of a lot of stuff, some that didn’t bear thinking about.
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KITANA RYO
Werewolf
Posts: 126
Age:
22
Status:
Single
Played by:
Jodi
A little party never hurt no one
Last seen Nov 21, 2024 10:02:12 GMT
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Post by KITANA RYO on Apr 2, 2021 16:27:06 GMT
As she stepped out of the library building, Kitty was annoyed to see it the heaven had opened, and the water was pouring. There was a chance everyone had opted against a night out and decided to stay in and drink instead, which meant more temptation to drink. She couldn't lock herself away forever though, she needed to face her problems soon. The problem was, she didn't know how to deal with the anger that was festering inside of her. She felt anger in the past, of course, but this was a new level. It was a fire burning in her stomach all the time, and she had no idea how to put it out. However, her evening was about to get more interesting as the barefoot man ran towards her, looking lost and confused. Kitty wasn't the sort of person to turn a blind to those in need and had a desire to help everyone around her. Even if they looked a little unhinged, walking in circles with no shoes. Kitty double-checked her watch, doubting herself for a moment, "Nope, it's definitely 8pm," She confirmed, lowering her arm slowly, observing the stranger. She glanced up at the sky when he asked about the rain and shrugged casually, "An hour, maybe more" She didn't keep tabs on the weather, and she had been inside for a few hours. Her right eye fell back on the stranger as she started to wonder maybe he had taken some illicit drug or drank too much. The lighting was dim, but Kitty realized it was the resident advisor who she had spotted walking around the dorms a few times before, reminding students to keep the noise down and be back in time for curfew. Any ideas of illicit things faded from her mind, and she was concerned this was something more serious. The young wolf took a step closer to the shoeless stranger as his gaze drifted to his bare feet below. He must have been freezing. Her heart skipped a beat when he mentioned something happening in the woods. Straight away, her mind jumped to the supernatural, but it wasn't a full moon, which meant it couldn't have been a wolf. Also, he looked unscathed. His wide eyes met her right eye. "Um" Kitty began, not really sure what to say to this person. She exhaled slowly as she thought for a moment, "Why did you go the woods?" She asked, hoping the question would maybe jog his memory as to why he ventured out, "Also, maybe we should go inside?" She was saying it for her sake as well. Her socks were soaked through, and her feet were now freezing. The raincoat she was wearing was only designed for light showers, not torrential rain. The water had started to seep through the fabric. She gently took the stranger by the arm, in an attempt to guide him back to the dorms, which was a short walk away. "Do you want my coat?" Kitty asked, though her small raincoat would obviously be too small for his muscular frame. Her offer was genuine, though, and she was happy to drape it over the stranger's shoulders to keep him warm. BRAM MCCABE |
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BRAM MCCABE
Hellhound
Kresnik
Posts: 108
Played by:
Ange
Last seen Nov 9, 2024 19:27:38 GMT
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Post by BRAM MCCABE on May 29, 2021 22:08:34 GMT
Anxiety clawed deep in Bram’s stomach, shredding his lungs until it felt like he couldn’t catch his breath. He’d done suicide runs all through college and high school, driven by coaches determined to wring the most out of them, staggering out of practice after with lungs burning and legs feeling like jello. They wouldn’t have compared to this though. There was a fear wrapped around this that was slowly shredding through the thick fog of confusion. Fingers of sudden light and dawning awareness that were spearing down into that darkness in his brain, highlighting things Bram was pretty sure he didn’t want to look at. Just for moments at a time, flickering images that refused to linger, probably for good reason.
He bit down on them, the rain still spattering against his face, trailing in a rivulet over his lips as he stared at the girl, trying to reconcile what had come out of her mouth with the last thing he’d been certain about. Laying on his bed in the dorm room, the rain starting, the decision to get up and take his walk around earlier than normal when he’d heard shrieks and people rushing into the building. A giggle, two freshmen girls with their clothes pasted to their skin, the look he’d got when the giggle that had followed him as he’d walked away from them had him looking back over his shoulder. It … it had been moments ago, nothing in his mind clear after he’d looked back and seen the fire escape door ahead of him. The quick way out …
Bram shook his head, eyes dropping to her wrist, his fingers curling like he’d reach out and grip her wrist. A desperate look at her watch to prove her wrong like she probably hadn’t learned to tell the time as a kid. Those narrowed blue eyes ticked back up to her, another shake of his head. ”It was starting when I left, they started screaming because they got caught out in it …” He looked around him again, eyes ticking to the half familiar buildings around them like they’d suddenly appear, grins still on their faces. ”I was going to …” Walk around. Just a quick trip and then back to the dorm because that was where all the trouble always kicked off, especially when people were penned up.
Something had knocked him off course though, the same something that had that pressure building in his chest again as he’d turned away from the girl with the eye patch. That was only just registering as he turned back to her. Bram’s mouth hung half open, his head ticking side to side like denying it would somehow make all of this go away in an instant. Large hands, battered with years of hockey, littered with those little nicks and scars of a childhood spent out in the woods as much as he was on the ice, rose, slicking water from his face as he pushed back the rusty wet curls. A laugh that was bordering on the hysterical bubbled up from his chest. ”You think I went out there in this for fun?” he asked, his voice strained. Bram swallowed hard, feeling a heat burning in his throat. Why had he gone out there? Had he seen something? Was this some twisted subconscious thing? Masochism of the highest order.
It was sure as hell masochistic not to pull away from her as the far smaller girl tried to guide him back towards the dorms. Bram went, meek as a lamb, bare feet starting to slap against the ground. Shivers ran up through him like the wind through the trees as he glanced sideways at the woods. ”You’ll … you’ll get wet. I kept you out here .. you should’ve gone inside. Got under cover. I’m … I’m sorry.” His brow was furrowing, his voice sounding like it was drifting as he walked robotically along the path. His eyes were on the woods, that dark border where they encroached on the campus, not on the girl beside him, who had to be getting drowned almost as badly as he was. ”What’s that?” The words emerged on a breath, something bright blue amongst that dark, barely visible on the ground. Bram drifted towards the side of the path, tugging slowly against that hold that she had on him, towing the two of them onto the slick grass and towards that neon beacon.
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KITANA RYO
Werewolf
Posts: 126
Age:
22
Status:
Single
Played by:
Jodi
A little party never hurt no one
Last seen Nov 21, 2024 10:02:12 GMT
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Post by KITANA RYO on Jun 5, 2021 12:25:38 GMT
Kitty listened carefully as the stranger started to recall his evening. Truthfully she had no idea what to say to him, she was just trying to help. Perhaps he needed to go and lie down in bed, or even go to sleep. The male didn’t look intoxicated or incoherent as such. Just confused as hell. Some would have brushed past him and left him alone in the rain, thinking it wasn’t their problem to deal with, but if Kitty did that she would have been sitting up in bed all night thinking what had become of the stranger. No doubt he would have been fine. He looked like he could handle himself. She wasn’t sure what he meant by ‘they started screaming’ but thought it was best not to interrupt his train of thought. Screaming was a harsh word, making Kitty think of people being scared or frightened. She scanned the area; no one else seemed to be fearful.
”You think I went out there in this for fun?”Clearly not. Kitty raised her eyebrows at his sharp response to her question, as she bit her tongue not to retaliate. Nothing good would come from both of them getting angry at each other. Especially as Kitty was trying her best to keep her anger under control, keeping the wolf inside her contained, only allowing it to rear its head once a month. It was testing, but she was sure she could do it. Despite his tone, she still stepped forward and placed a hand on the male’s shoulder, though her body was also ready for any attack. He may have been a strong looking person, but the wolf was certain she would be able to take him down. Unless he too was a wolf, then she’d be screwed. She dismissed the thought, focusing on getting the male back inside, out of the train. “No need to be sorry” Kitty responded, with a level of sincerity in her voice. She was already soaked through from her walk from the library. A few more minutes in the rain wasn’t going to hurt her. His larger frame felt heavy against her smaller one, but she held herself as she began to guide them back towards the dorms, noticing his mind was somewhat preoccupied with the woods that lay in the distance. The darkness didn’t look inviting, rather dangerous. She knew what lurked out there in the abyss and wasn’t keen to go exploring. But then the male spoke again. Kitty glimpsed towards the woods, also seeing a bright blue light hovering in the darkness. He began to drift towards the light, and off the path that led them towards shelter. He tugged at Kitty as he started to head over towards the woodland area. She stepped down from the path onto the wet blades, the ground sodden from the rain. With each step, her foot sunk into the terrain beneath her. The wolf hesitated for a moment, before allowing her hand to drop from the stranger’s arm. Her brain couldn’t think up any excuse as to what the light could be. Headlights maybe? But there was no road nearby. Either way, she didn’t like the look of it. She’d read Alice in Wonderland. Weird things happen when you follow shit into the woods. Whilst she would have laughed something like that off in the past, things had changed for her over the past 12 months. She had been introduced to the world to the supernatural, and now anything seemed possible— even falling down a rabbit hole into another reality. The two were lingering between safety and potential danger. The residence halls were lit up, warm and inviting whereas the woods were darkened and ambiguous. As she stood trailed behind the stranger, by a few steps, her mind was trying to muster up something to prevent him from following the light. “It’s probably just some of the other students messing around in the woods” She said in a hurry, the words being forced out of her mouth as quickly as they came to mind. Whilst she was the adventurous, thrill-seeking type, this is where she drew a line. One thing was certain though, she couldn’t let the shoeless stranger trail off into the woods on his own. She had little choice but to follow. BRAM MCCABE |
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BRAM MCCABE
Hellhound
Kresnik
Posts: 108
Played by:
Ange
Last seen Nov 9, 2024 19:27:38 GMT
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Post by BRAM MCCABE on Aug 4, 2021 15:38:38 GMT
Adrenalin and fear made you do things you never normally would. Bram knew what it was like to come to and find yourself wracked by both. From an anaesthetic with nurse’s hands and empty reassurances that he would be god as new again soon pressing him back into the thin hospital mattress. With firefighter’s hands shaking at him to get him conscious and moving out of the burn zone. Always with those fractured memories slowly piecing themselves back together like a shattered mirror moving in reverse. Jagged shards becoming whole. Not like this. Those fractured pieces were grinding now, twisting just enough to show him glimpses of things in the back of his mind that only pumped that adrenalin and fear back into his system. A vicious cycle he couldn’t escape.
Trying to keep a grip on himself Bram hadn’t meant to laugh but the sound had burst out anyway, leaving his throat tight and hot, a similar burn building behind his eyes. It reminded him of when he’d come around in those woods, clothes soaking wet, charred from his back by the fire that had raged overhead, a heat under his skin that shouldn’t have left him shivering like he had been. He saw it hit the girl, brows shooting up, one above that eye patch. She remained silent though, just stepping in, reaching up to settle a hand on his shoulder like he’d done a hundred times in the last couple of years to offer someone comfort.
This time he was the one almost brought to his knees though.
Bram’s head continued to shake as he looked away from the woods his attention had been drawn to, down to that one dark eye that looked up at him. There was plenty of need considering the way the two of them were soaked to the skin and the fear that had likely bled from him to her through that damp atmosphere. That laugh tried to bubble back, sticking fast in his throat like a cork in a bottle. ”You’re soaked … if you wouldn’t have seen me you’d have been inside already.” It was a pointless argument though. She’d stepped in to help him, a stranger she could’ve walked right past, and instead of letting her tow him out of the rain, he’d kept her out here, tethered by whatever it was had brought him out here in the first place.
With that apology gripping him Bram had allowed her to tow him back towards the dorm. A giant toddler, trundling along on bare feet, the bite of gravel and the sting of cold puddles not registering. Kitty’s hand had been on him but as that light flashed in the trees Bram began to move away like a dog taking off, straining at the hold on it. Just a blue glow but it was practically a beacon. As Kitty’s hand fell away Bram started to move faster, his heart leaping back into his throat as he got closer to that border between grass and underbrush, the safe and the terrifying, a liminal zone he should’ve been running from.
Stopping six feet from that border, Bram stared, his breathing coming harder. Students messing around in the woods, in the rain. Shrieks as it had poured down on them, not frightened screams, just shrieks of laughter before that one had cut off. ”I think someone’s hurt …” he managed hoarsely, turning to stare at Kitty. Bram’s eyes tore away from her, dropped down to his hands as he held them out like there was something visible on them. ”He … was on the ground … there was blood. Did …” He turned back, throat closing up again before he started to back away from the woods. ”We shouldn’t be here … we should go … you need to go …” One thick hand clutched at her upper shoulder, towing Kitty with him as there was a low sound from the woods, something approaching a growl. Primal enough that the hair stood up on the back of Bram’s neck and the slow back pedal became something approaching a run.
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KITANA RYO
Werewolf
Posts: 126
Age:
22
Status:
Single
Played by:
Jodi
A little party never hurt no one
Last seen Nov 21, 2024 10:02:12 GMT
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Post by KITANA RYO on Aug 21, 2021 18:11:32 GMT
True she would have been inside. Dry and warm, instead of standing with wet clothes clinging to her body making it uncomfortable to move. She shrugged, “A bit of rain won’t hurt me” She’d chosen to stop for the stranger. Chosen to stay outside in the downpour. But any hopes of heading inside were dashed when the male spotted a light coming from the woods. Drawn to it like a moth, though Kitty was not drawn to it at all. The opposite in fact, but again she chose to follow the stranger towards this ominous light. She was convinced it had to be students messing around in the woods, which were confirmed by the roars of laughter that travelled towards them from the darkness. “See… just students” She added, lingering a few steps behind the male, her gaze drifting past him towards the unknown. But the laughter was cut short abruptly, which made Kitty’s body tense up for a moment. She was overthinking the situation, being pulled in by the stranger's anxious demeanour. Her behaviour mirrored his, but her body only grew tenser when he mentioned someone was hurt as he cast a glance back towards her. Perhaps she should have just kept walking past the stranger telling him she didn’t have the time. True a bit of rain wouldn't hurt her, but whatever lurked out there could. Her lips parted, but no words left. She was clearly feeling shocked, but his words filled the air as he looked back down at his hands. As though he was holding something, but as Kitty looked there was nothing there. Just bare hands, but he started to back away from the woods, towards her. “Wait… what are you…” Her sentence halted as she too heard the growl from the woods. The sound had to have come from a normal animal. The full moon wasn’t due for another week, but the growl unnerved her. Alongside the stranger she stepped back too, her right eye scanning the woodland area for a glimpse of an animal. She was expecting a wolf to come leaping out the woods and attack them both, just how it did on her camping trip with her sisters. The situation was stirring uncomfortable memories for her, remembering how terrified she was seeing the red glowing eyes on top of her. How she tried to fight off the large ‘dog’ with all her strength, but it was only down when it had sunk its teeth into her and swiped its claw down her face. Her eye forever lost in the melee. There were no red glowing eyes came from the beyond though. Just harrowing darkness that made Kitty’s skin prickle. Goosebumps formed on her forearms as she continued to back away. Another growl came from the woods accompanied by screams, but these weren’t screams of joy. It was fear. From the darkness two figures emerged, sprinting towards Kitty and her shoeless companion. “Wait!” Kitty called out to one of the strangers, lunging forward to grab the running girl by her shoulders. “What the hell happened?” BRAM MCCABE |
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BRAM MCCABE
Hellhound
Kresnik
Posts: 108
Played by:
Ange
Last seen Nov 9, 2024 19:27:38 GMT
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Post by BRAM MCCABE on Oct 4, 2021 14:39:06 GMT
The rain shouldn’t have been the least of their problems. Even at this time of year hypothermia was a possibility under the right circumstances, shock too. He’d paid half a mind to that when he’d come to but as images as what might’ve happened started flashing like lightning bolts in his head he’d mostly lost sight of it. It was only as he took in the way the guy was wet that it’d bubbled up a moment more. His own clothes were pasted to his skin, he should had been shivering, body wracking itself to try and warm up, but the tremors that ran through him were from a different source entirely.
Bram blinked down at the girl, watching her slim shoulders shrug. The rain wouldn’t hurt her, right, but what about what else was out here tonight?
Even before he’d spotted the light in the woods Bram had felt that greasiness in the pit of his stomach. The certainty that something had happened out here tonight that he didn’t want to remember. Some part of him was protecting the rest, like it had done in the woods when the wild fire had hit. He’d known brains worked that way before they taught them about it in med school. Unconsciously you tried to shield yourself from the worst of things. Self-preservation, a way to keep the insanity at bay.
It had floated close to the surface as they’d spoken and now tried to grip with claws and teeth as the bubble of laughter he’d heard again cut off. Bram’s heart was thundering in his chest as he mutely shook his head at her. Not student. Not just students at least. ”They shouldn’t be in there,” Bram managed hoarsely. None of them should’ve been out here. Memories and the now blurred together like a cloud of mud rising in a puddle, hiding more than what it revealed.
More flickering images. Blood on his hands. A body on the ground. A scream trapped in his own throat as the world had gone dark like a curtain had been pulled down over his eyes. Nothing then, not until he’d come to in the rain, the girl drifting across his path, leaving him jogging towards her like she was salvation. ”It was there.” Bram’s voice emerged tight, like a hand was crushing his throat. He supposed in a way it was as the growl came from the woods. He’d grown up somewhere not unlike this. The wilderness close enough to home to touch, leaving every kid he knew with a healthy respect and appreciation for nature but that … that wasn’t any nature he knew.
The two of them started to back away. Slow at first. The ground rough under his feet, a stone biting hard enough that it might’ve raised blood but Bram didn’t stop. He gripped the girl’s shoulder instead, ready to pull her along with him if necessary. Towing her backwards, he’d been prepared to bolt but when the screams cut off it was two students bolting towards them. Bram started, flinching away before something in him steeled itself. His head coming up, muscles firming in his jaw as he studied the boy who bolted past, the girl who his rescuer grabbed. The girl goggled at her, mouth hanging open for a moment before she tried to tear away. ”We were out there, just chilling with some … bottles. Something started growling out there, we thought someone was joking … we ran. I don’t know … there were six of us … Let me go!” The words emerged in a whimper as the girl tried to pull free.
Bram straightened, the tremor disappearing from his muscles as he stared towards the wood. Broad shoulders braced themselves, bare feet taking a step back towards the woods as the hand he’d had on the girl fell away. ”You should go,” he told her, a strength to his voice that hadn’t been there moments before. A faint orange glow flickered into his eyes, a rumble in his own chest starting up. ”Take her and go, get back to the dorms and stay put.” No room for argument in his words, not before Bram bolted into the woods, bare feet be damned.
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KITANA RYO
Werewolf
Posts: 126
Age:
22
Status:
Single
Played by:
Jodi
A little party never hurt no one
Last seen Nov 21, 2024 10:02:12 GMT
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Post by KITANA RYO on Nov 1, 2021 13:43:03 GMT
Her body grew tenser by the second as the pair lingered on the outskirts of the woods, peering into the darkness. Into a black hole of nothing, but it was apparent the woods were empty. There was something out there lurking and as always Kitty assumed it was something sinister. The world of the supernatural had been cracked open for her, and all those monsters she was told about as a child were actually real. She knew she’d only scratched the surface though, but for now, she didn’t want to dive any deeper. Kitty wasn’t keen to edge any further towards the woods but it was clear the male was. As though he needed to go into the woods, like it was a task assigned to him. Kitty hung back, apprehensive and anxious. It was the growl that made her body freeze still. Her limbs were stiff as her right eye focused so intently on the woods, waiting for something that mirrored her on a full moon to come running out. Kitty swallowed hard, her stomach in knots as the pair backed away to whatever the fuck was out there. Soon the other students emerged from the woods, claiming that there was something out there growling. There weren't six of them who appeared from the woods though. The girl who Kitty was holding was trying to pull free from her grip. Slowly she released the stranger, as the other girl stepped back straightening herself up as she did so. Kitty twisted her head as the male spoke, announcing he was going into the woods. Her mouth fell open, as she was about to protest his suggestion but the stranger darted into the darkness leaving Kitty and the other students behind. “Let's go inside. It’s freezing out here” She took the other girl by the shoulder, this time in a more gentle manner, leading them back towards the dorms. BRAM MCCABE |
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hope to see you in the discord! 
