Van Helsing

"And this coming from the person who doesn't normally like women who are strangers...."

The woman walked in gracefully. Skye watched her coldly, he didn't trust her to say the least.

Glancing back at Skye, he glared slightly. "Don't be rude, idiot." He said, stepping out of the way of the doorway to let the woman in. "You can stare here if you like." He said, still smiling.

"Well you see... I'm looking for somewhere to stay" she diverted her eyes and blushed slightly.

The red head growled, something told him she was a bloody good actress.
"Carlos, shut the goddamn door, I shouldn't have opened it in the first place"

More focused on the woman than anything else, he leant against the doorway. "So, what can I do for you?"

Skye stumbled backwards, clearly not wanting the woman there or Carlos to be acting the way he was. Brushing his bad arm up against the wall by acident he bit his lip.
The woman smiled
"Hello" she said, her hair was long and a black-ish brown colour, it was curled slightly. Her dress couldn't be keeping her warm, yet she showed no signs of being cold.

(( awwww *is going to bed sooon* ))

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Carlos looked sleepily at the woman, his eyes widened. He wasn't expecting it to be a woman, let alone a beautiful woman. Standing and pushing Skye away gently, he smiled at the woman. "Hello." He said rather slyly.

Skye merely shrugged and opened the door, he was more asleep than he was awake. Looking at the person he blinked.
It was a woman, a very beautiful woman. The red head started to shut the door but the woman put her foot in the way.

Carlos raised his head sleepily, yawning, he mumbled; "Who's there?"

After a few hours a knock came from the door waking the red head who mumbled and got up heading towards it half asleep.

The older male was in no way looking forward to tomorrow night. But for now, he was more occupied about why Helsing was being so protective.

The moon hung high in the sky, very almost full, whilst the red head found himself falling asleep.

Glaring at Skye, he decided to ignore him and stare out the window instead.

"You're just as bad as him you know" the red head told the other male as he leaned against a wall grumbling.

Rolling his eyes, he slumped back down and rubbed his head. "Just be quiet."

"... Fine" he replied and walked out shutting the door behind him.

Skye growled angrily "What does he think we are?! KIDS?!"

Narrowing his eyes at Helsing, he glanced at Skye, he thought for a second before replying.
"Fine. But as soon as we feel we're in danger, we're taking things into our own hands."

The older man just glared at Carlos.
"I'm doing something that benefits you now, so. Stay. Inside."

Angered by how patronising Helsing was being, Carlos decided to take a stand as well. Standing straight he glared. "And why should we even trust you? So far you've done nothing that's benefited us."

The san just shook his head and told Carlos it was none of his buisness, that he just needed to stay inside. Skye wasn't altogether impressed with himself and Carlos being treated like children, standing up he glared.
"And what'll you do if we don't want to stay here?"

Raising an eyebrow, he was about as confused as Skye.
"What? Why? What's going on?" He asked, determined to get any details.

"You need to lock the door and just be careful, don't open it to anyone" his voice was seirious.

Skye blinked and looked up at the man slightly confused.

Standing straight, Carlos glanced at Helsing as he entered the room. "What do you want?" He asked, trying to sound as polite as possible. Carlos still didn't fully trust the new older man.

"Thanks..." the red head mumbled whilst rubbing his sore arm
Helsing walked into the room and looked at the two.

"Stop being such a baby" He said jokingly as he finished. "Done."

Grumbling the red head let Carlos sort out the wounds, gritting his teeth whenever Carlos moved his arm.