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Mary Winchester | 27 | [Action]
[Holding her hand against a gash in her arm, Mary's moving through the fog blindly, trying to ignore the blood dripping onto the ground, providing a decent enough trail to anyone curious enough to follow it. When she's safe, she can find a way to wrap it...but there lies the problem. No where is safe right now. Even the shop that she'd tried to take refuge in had been occupied by something less than friendly, all sharp teeth and claws.
Anyone close enough to her will notice the large knife held in her free hand. If they get too close, it may end up in their neck...in this place you couldn't take any chances. She remembered it well and knew to not make too much noise, that was the only thing keeping her from calling to check in with Dean and anyone else she was close to.
There was a small part of her that was enjoying this. The familiarity and the release of using your skills to their fullest, but this wasn't her life anymore. She'd worked hard to keep things that way, but the manor was determined to ruin that choice.]
Anyone close enough to her will notice the large knife held in her free hand. If they get too close, it may end up in their neck...in this place you couldn't take any chances. She remembered it well and knew to not make too much noise, that was the only thing keeping her from calling to check in with Dean and anyone else she was close to.
There was a small part of her that was enjoying this. The familiarity and the release of using your skills to their fullest, but this wasn't her life anymore. She'd worked hard to keep things that way, but the manor was determined to ruin that choice.]
[Action]
[Kanda pauses, not dropping his guard yet, although the very fact that the person speaks already rules out the possibility of some darkness creature for him. True, some of them do speak, but this sounds way too humanly for that.]
Yes. You?
[Taking a slow, small step forward.]
[Action]
Yes...Mary.
[A few people knew her in some way or another, so she didn't even think that she might not be recognized. Tilting her head as she heard a sound like shoe over concrete, she stayed still, letting him come to her. If he made a wrong move, she knew she could take him out...especially since he was from the manor.]
[Action]
[He stops at an appropriate distance where he can already see the person, and does recognize her. The fact that she is apparently a mother is for some reason more rememberable than her name.]
Ah. It's you.
[Ah, to be fair, he just might be harder to take out than any of the Things wandering around during this nightmaric week. It's a nice sentiment, though. Shows that the woman is brave.]
[Kanda continues awkward eyeing, because he doesn't really have anything to say but something tells him that simply walking away is not a very good decision in this situation.]
[Action]
I didn't think I'd see you out here.
[She hasn't seen much of anyone from the manor and that in itself was scarier than the monsters.]
Are you okay?
[Action]
Likewise.
[He gives a firm, somewhat casual nod at the question.]
Fine.
[And frowns. And frowns more. You'd think he's having some kind of an inner fight, which finally results in a small and bitter,]
You?
[Action]
One of the dogs got me, but it's not too bad.
[Action]
It's not dangerous?
[ Heck if he knows what it takes for normal people to bleed to death, but you can't be too careful. ]
[Action]
It'll be fine...just sore is all.
[Okay, a little worse than sore, but there wasn't much she could do about it.]
[Action]
Alright then.
[ And he looks like he's about to head off on his way. Wouldn't it be safer to stick together in a place like this? ]
[Action]
Good luck.
[Action]
You too.