Van Helsing

The noise had woken the red head up. Sitting up suddenly he felt very sick, holding his head tightly he groaned in pain.
"Fucking hell Carlos... why're you ALWAYS so loud...."

Growling slightly, Carlos decided to make one of his opinions very clear, he stood tall and began to speak; "For you're information, none of those are bad. They just have bad reputations. As for him..." He said, indicating to Skye. "...You can ask him yourself when he wakes up." Snarling, he sat back down crossing his arms tightly. "Not like I can turn into a werewolf at any time and rip your guts out..." He continued to grumble.

"Like what you are, werewolves, vampires, demons and so on" he crossed his arms looking at Carlos "Your friend, what is he"

Carlos sat still his arms casually resting behind his head as he sat in a chair, leaning backwards. Slightly curious as to watch to say to start conversation, he decided to take a chance and start with any subject that came to his mind. "...So... You said there are people out here worse than you? Like who?"

A few hours pass.
Skye was laid down on a bed with his head in bandages. Helsing stood in the doorway watching the two of them.

Keeping a close eye on him, he allowed Helsing to lift Skye up. But he continued to keep a close eye on him as he followed him away.

He nodded his agreement and moved to towards the red head to lift him up.

Raising an eyebrow at the man, he assumed he was using a fake name. Merely shrugging in response, he said; "As long as you don't hurt me or him..." He pointed at Skye. "Then yes."

"My name's Helsing" he told Carlos "So will you be coming, or are you going to wander around till tomorrow night."

Carlos stood still for a moment, thinking about wether to trust this new person. Shrugging slightly, he answered; "Fine. Tell me who you are, first." There was no way that Carlos was going to trust someone fully if they wouldn't say their name. He stood still, watching the other man.

"because if you follow me, I may not have to kill you"
He put the gun away and looked at Carlos straight in the eye.
"Plus, there are people out there worse than myself, I'm someone who tries to sort those people out"

Scoffing, Carlos pointed at the man casually. "Alright, tell me; why should I trust you?" he was clearly suspicious of the man and with good reason, after all, who randomly carries around equipment to kill werewolves?

"I over heard the two of you talking" raising a gun he explained to Carlos that he was specially equiped to deal with werewolves.
Looking down at Skye he then told Carlos that it might be best if he did go with him. Then atleast they'd be able to sort out the red head.

"Ah. Right. In that case; no." He said simply, uncaring of what reaction he was going to recieve.

The man was wearing a bizzare get-up. A long leather coat, a hat and several different weapons around his belt.
"I work with the people you saw earlier"

Growling angrily, Carlos crossed his arms. "Depends on who you are and what you want." He sneered as he turned on one foot to face the man behind him.

Before the red head knew it there was a seering pain in the back of his head where he'd been hit with the butt of a gun. He felt himself hit the floor before falling unconcious, the back of his head seeping a warm red liquid.
A man stood behind the two looking at Carlos.
"Are you going to co-operate?"

Complying with Skye's idea, he began to walk faster trying not to show how nervous he really felt.

He nodded, still feeling eyes upon their backs he suggested they quickend their pace.

"To be perfectly honest, I couldn't care less about what happens aslong as we find a way out of here soon." Carlos replied truthly as he wandered ahead.

Raising an eyebrow he said.
"That's a different tone from earlier...."

Carlos merely shrugged at this. "It's no big problem. That guy was an ass anyway." He was acting surprisingly casual about all this, and wasn't afraid to show it. Right now, he couldn't care less about what was going to happen he only cared about trying to find a way out of this place.

"Great... and I've just gone and pissed off someone who might've helped" he groaned rubbing his head.
The red head felt like a complete idiot, but getting called a demon really did annoy him.

Scratching his chin slightly in thought, he answered; "Tomorrow, I think. Better find somewhere to stay, quickly." He said.

Skye chuckled weakly "until the full moon... and when is that anyway?"