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Post by Abigail Raider on Oct 25, 2014 23:26:37 GMT
Abby had her new bow ready out and ready to aim it against a tree. She was tired of everything she hated hunters, she hated werewolves. She was in a 'I hate everything' mood. She shoot the bow and hit the chair and sighed.
Abby heard a crunch behind her and since everyone she knew was killed she turned and had her bow positioned toward the sound ready to shoot.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2014 23:56:52 GMT
"Go one then, shoot me," Griffin called from behind, stepping into Abby's view lazily, his signature lazily grin painted on his face. As much as he'd love to pretend the fact she was holding a bow actually scared him, he really couldn't be bothered and, truth be told, he was positive that if he intended to kill him, she wouldn't have been as easily snuck up on as she was. No, she'd be more prepared than this, surely? Besides, he already knew he could dodge an arrow if he had to, even if he hadn't actually intended on running anywhere today. Slowly walking forward, he almost faltered in his step as he realised who it was - Abby? Was he imagining things? No, he couldn't be. Brow furrowing slightly, he cocked his head to the side, announcing the words, "Abby? What the fuck are you doing here?"
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Post by Abigail Raider on Oct 26, 2014 0:07:21 GMT
Abby put the bow down then realized she kne the person. "I could ask you the same." Abby said. She raised an eyebrow at him. "I moved back to beacon hills what're you doing here?" Abby wouldn't have thought it was a big deal that someone knew her but she met him where she moved last.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2014 0:18:00 GMT
Griffin just grinned, shoving his hands into his back pockets casually as he thought for a moment, trying to figure out if he should bother with the truth or not. It wasn't anything bad, really - if anything it was actually all kinds of hilarious, but it still seemed a little out there... Even for Griffin. After a pause, he finally replied, playful twinkle shining in his eyes as he explained, "had an incident with a crazy ex girlfriend, turns out she owns a flamethrower and wasn't afraid to use it - who knew?" Shrugging his shoulders lazily, he quickly added, "it was leave or be flayed alive, and I know which one I'd rather... Why'd you care anyway? Shouldn't you be off actually giving a shit about the world of werewolves, or something equally pointless?"
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Post by Abigail Raider on Oct 26, 2014 0:35:46 GMT
"I couldn't give two suits about hunting lately." Abby said with a shrug. "Leve it to you to make crazy ex girlfriends." Abby said she rolled her eyes. "Darcy in town too?" Abby asked.
Abby's bother and Darcy were in a bad relationship. Abby's brother cheated a few times and that's all Abby really knew. Abby's brother was a manslut who ha a new girlfriend every weekend.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2014 17:29:26 GMT
"And leave it to you to ask the stupid questions," Griffin quipped, smirking slightly as he looked around at their surroundings, slowly beginning to get to grips with Beacon Hills and how to get around it. He had to admit, the first few weeks he'd gotten here, he'd almost ended up lost a few times, especially in places like the preserve. Beacon Hills was just the kind of place where, to Griffin, everything felt the same, and learning his way around was easier said than done. Biting his lip, he realised he may have been a little overly harsh (he was kind of trying to be a nicer person, but only because of a drunken bet with Darcy that he'd lost - turns out Darcy is a better shot than him with a gun, after all), and so threw a small smile Abby's way, quickly adding, "I mean, you know we go everywhere together, always have done since Oz ran off."
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Post by Abigail Raider on Oct 31, 2014 18:37:52 GMT
"You trying to be nice is actually quite terrifying." Abby said with a smirk. "Darcy and Adam having a reunion would be funny. He's here too." Abby said. Adam was her brother. "That should be a pleasant reunion." Abby was already hoping they wouldn't see each other.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2014 23:37:50 GMT
"Fuck off," Griffin snapped, rolling his eyes at her, honestly not sure if he could be arsed even trying any more. Sure, it was a bet, but that didn't mean he was planning to go through with it all the time. No, constantly being nice was something he wasn't sure he could ever do, even if he tried the hardest he could. Really, it wasn't his fault though, it's not like he asked to be surrounded by annoying people and idiots, right? "I don't think a reunion will ever happen; Darcy seems pretty happy pretending everything before Beacon Hills hasn't happened, and she turns into a massive douchebag whenever I bring anything up, so..." he shrugged his shoulders lightly, hands shoving gently into the back pockets of his jeans.
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Post by Abigail Raider on Nov 1, 2014 3:30:12 GMT
"I meant run into each other." Abby said. Abby paused for a moment. She thought about what she was going to ask. Did she really want to ask Griffin? She barely knew him. He'd probably just think it was casual question even though it wasn't.
"So....what's your opinion on hunters breaking the code?" Abby asked slyly. She really hoped Griffin wasn't smart enough to figure out why she was asking.
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