A Supernatural of Our Own

[Liss]

They'd been hunting together for a few weeks now. Emily Colt was all of 19 years old, lovely little thing, but she'd been taught how to hunt all her life by her mother. They'd lost her father to vampires when Emily was all of 5 years old, and ever since then, Sarah had been hunting and teaching her daughter to do the same. Emily, whom most called Emma, was a crack-shot, and wasn't bad in a fight either, but her lithe frame made it easy for people to underestimate her, and that gave her an advantage.

They got into town last night, around 3am, but she was never one to sleep late, so she was up bright and early at 8 am and pouring over research in the town they were in. She never went anywhere without that damn lap top of hers, and who could blame her. He had promised Sarah that he'd look out for her, and she hadn't been more than a few miles away from him since Sarah died three weeks ago. Emily was slowly getting over it, but she knew this life was dangerous, so she didn't remain too sad for too long. She was waiting for him to wake up as she went over the job, which seemed more like a typical haunting than anything else.

Their room had two beds, and she was over the privacy thing now, like she ever had much of it to begin with. It's not like she walked about naked and flaunting, she was modest, but she wasn't rushing to dive behind beds or dressers if she was partially indecent either. In her usual attire of jeans and a t-shirt, she sat at the small table in the room looking at old newspaper articles for the town.

[jaymz]

*he lied there awake for a while without her knowing. He'd seen it before. A person throwing themselves into theri work to not really have to deal with their greif. It worked but only for so long bevore everything woudl catch up. They hadn;t been together to ong but he made a promise. Sarah was as close to a mom he had and that wasn;t saying much sice he only saw her maybe once or twice a year when he happenned ot be wherever they were.*

*seeing her hard at work though reminded him of his dad in a lot of ways. He had enough of just lying here for the moment* Think they woudl make a bacon double cheeseburger for breakfast room service?

[Liss]

She hadn't been aware that he was awake, but the sudden sound of his voice didn't make her react much. Glancing ovr her shoulder, she lifted a brow quietly, "the real question is, do they have room service..?" A slow smirk came over her lips.

Her life had been hard, harder than most, her mother pushed her hard, but it made her stronger, she felt. She folded the lap-top closed for a moment as she turned in her seat to look at him better. She wasn't the type to grieve out loud, or in front of people, so she kept it inside. This was how she was.

"But the diner across the street might have that on their breakfast menu."

[jaymz]

Great....I need sustenance.....I must feed.........*he sat up and swung his legs out form under hte covers and stood up. He wasn;t much one for modesty either but all teh same he wasn;t an exhibitionist. Grabbing his jeans he put them on* I am guessing you want a Tofu shake? *he grabbed a shirt and put it on followed by chekcing his guna db putting it in his wiast bad behind his back*

[Liss]

"oh you know me so well," she smirked softly as she stood up and grabbed her jacket, her own nickel plated pistol was slipped into the waist of her jeans in the back. She felt naked without it, she doubted there was many places she'd go without it. Of course she'd never be able to fly that way, but it wasn't like she was a sort of frequent flyer anyway. Planes scared the shit out of her. She liked her feet on solid ground.

"Actually, I'm curious if this diner has okay oatmeal.." she pondered. "Then again, I always regret trying it."

[jaymz]

Well no diner can make you mom;s oatmeal....or my dads french toast so....cheeseburgers and tofu it is....*he chuckeld as he grabbed his jacket and headed for the door* Then we hop in the car and head to the university....who shall we be? CDC? FBI? Homeland Security?

[Liss]

"You know I have a penchant for FBI.." she said with a grin and she tilted her head to the side. Walking across this street took a couple minutes, it was a bit busy, but once across and in the diner, they were seated with the obligatory menu and water combo.

"I might shock the shit out of you...order a steak the size of your head," she chuckled lightly. "I might.." she grinned and looked the menu over. She settled on pancakes, however, no meat, with a side of fruit.

[jaymz]

FBI it is and no I doubt you'll do that unless you are possessed in which case well.....we won't go there.....*he smirked a bit as the waitress came and took thier order and shuffled off to get their food* Now what have you got so far on whatever this thign is?

[Liss]

A dry look passed over her features and she rolled her eyes. Once, she had been possessed once, and that was all he could ever talk about. "Yes, let's not go there again..." she shook her head and she opened up a notebook she had, the thing was half full of scribbled notes that were harder to read than a doctor's perscription, but that was fine by her. Sometimes she wrote notes in latin to just piss him off, not that he didn't know it, but he didn't like to translate. Today, however, her notes were in english.

"Let's see, 'strange' activity in north hall, room 432, legend says a girl commited suicide there after her professor spurned her, but there have been no suicides in north hall...there was a murder in east hall, the victim of the murder was found without a shred of skin on her body, nor any blood, and she lived in room 432 in north hall. Last week the girl that now lives in 432 went missing..." she sighed lightly. "I hate these every 40 years things...Amanda Blake was killed exactly 40 years ago last thursday, when Gina Richardson went missing. fun shit.." she sighed lightly.

[jaymz]

well if it was a simple roogaroo or werewolf or sumsuch where would the fun be in THAT? *he grinned a bit* Though yes every 40 years is a bit much....

*he glanced around hte university hang out. Lovely students everywhere.....sometimes he wondered how he;d fare then woudl always quickly realize he'd end up killing some poindexter for correcting him....anger issues, yes he had them at times.*

[Liss]

A sigh slipped from her lips and she shook her head. She might have done well in the studying aspect, but fights would have been her downfall. She didn't have anger issues so much as she had issues with authority and never backed down from a challenge.

"Let's head to the cafeteria first..no, the administration building, FBI would go there first.." she took a sip of the water and she made a face. "Uhg...pool water.."

[Liss]

((Arg! I lost my password, but was able to retrieve it! Yay!))

[jaymz]

Well just how much of a budget did you think a joint like this would have? If we're lucky they at least have a filter system and its not direct from teh tap....*he chuckled a bit* I guess we need to get changed into our "hey I look like an official FBI agent" sotumes then eh? *he smirked as he took another bite of his cheeseburger

[Liss]

"Probably would be prudent," she smirked lightly and she took a bite of her meal, and she let out a tiny sigh. "You know, if the hunt doesn't kill us, our clogged arteries will.." she shook her head and she gave him a wink.

She speared a grape and lifted a brow. "At least..yours will."

[jaymz]

But I'll die happy.....*he took another big bite to finish hte rather large greasy cheeseburger off followed by a large gulp of his soda*

[Liss]

That drew a laugh from her.

After breakfast/lunch, otherwise known as brunch, and a quick change of clothes, doing her best to look as FBI as she could, with a black pant-suit and her hair brushed soft around her shoulders, they'd head to the administrative building of the university.

At the front desk, a frumpy lady of about 45 greeted them, she wanted to hassle them until she pulled out her fake id, then it was all 'yes ma'am' and 'no ma'am'. They were given official visitor badges and told where the student had lived and where she had died. The girl had a roommate who was in at the moment, so she opted for going to scene of the death first.

She pulled out her EMF reader and switched it on. "You know, it's a hassle not to pull out the id first..I should learn that."

[jaymz]

I kjeep telling you not to try and talk your way let the authentic fake ID do the work for you....*he chuckled* you will learn little things like that though....it'll be second nature to you eventually......almost to te point of thinking you are FBI at times *he smiled as they stopped at the dorm room door*