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<blockquote data-quote="loxmyth" data-source="post: 840641" data-attributes="member: 1255">Clairemont Mansion1st Floor – Front EntranceJac smiled triumphantly in the dark as her fingers grasp the marble shard in a tight grip.&nbsp; With the cold hard thing in her hand, she felt just a little more empowered, just a bit more in control.&nbsp; The shudden howling causes her jerk her face up so she can peer into the darkness.&nbsp; Nothing but pitch blackness hemming her in on three sides came to her eyes.&nbsp; Except... was that the reflection of the moonlight off another dog's eyes?&nbsp; She wasn't about to wait around and find out.&nbsp; Quickly straightening herself to her full height, she whirled and smoothly made a short run for the relative safety of inside at full speed, slamming the door behind her.She was coming in so fast, she almost ran directly in the last person she wanted to talk to: the guy the rest of the grunts deferred to and called sargeant.&nbsp; Only cat-like reflexes and experience allowed her to grab out for some other fixture and stop most of her momentum before she barrelled into him.She stared silently at him for a while, eyes as dark as the night outside sizing him up.&nbsp; He was big, strong... maybe ruggedly handsome if you went in for the military-chic look.&nbsp; Which of course, I don't, she reminded herself.&nbsp; But easy on the eyes is always better than put-a-bag-over-my-head, any day.&nbsp; Her eyes roamed the length of him for a while, taking in the shape of his body and the way he carried himself.&nbsp; They stopped on his wound... and at that point, she remembered that she had one that looked remarkably similar.&quot;Stupid dogs,&quot; she muttered as she stared right into his eyes, her own narrowing further as she waved her arm about to get the sting out of it.&nbsp; She guestured with her head towards the doors she had just closed.&nbsp; &quot;There are more of them.&nbsp; Outside.&nbsp; We need to barricade it, or something.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="loxmyth, post: 840641, member: 1255"] [b]Clairemont Mansion[/b] 1st Floor – Front Entrance Jac smiled triumphantly in the dark as her fingers grasp the marble shard in a tight grip. With the cold hard thing in her hand, she felt just a little more empowered, just a bit more in control. The shudden howling causes her jerk her face up so she can peer into the darkness. Nothing but pitch blackness hemming her in on three sides came to her eyes. Except... was that the reflection of the moonlight off another dog's eyes? She wasn't about to wait around and find out. Quickly straightening herself to her full height, she whirled and smoothly made a short run for the relative safety of inside at full speed, slamming the door behind her. She was coming in so fast, she almost ran directly in the last person she wanted to talk to: the guy the rest of the grunts deferred to and called sargeant. Only cat-like reflexes and experience allowed her to grab out for some other fixture and stop most of her momentum before she barrelled into him. She stared silently at him for a while, eyes as dark as the night outside sizing him up. He was big, strong... maybe ruggedly handsome if you went in for the military-chic look. [i]Which of course, I don't,[/i] she reminded herself. [i]But easy on the eyes is always better than put-a-bag-over-my-head, any day.[/i] Her eyes roamed the length of him for a while, taking in the shape of his body and the way he carried himself. They stopped on his wound... and at that point, she remembered that she had one that looked remarkably similar. "Stupid dogs," she muttered as she stared right into his eyes, her own narrowing further as she waved her arm about to get the sting out of it. She guestured with her head towards the doors she had just closed. "There are more of them. Outside. We need to barricade it, or something." [/QUOTE]

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