In the hours of death - Dean

@Dean høhøhø Outfit: Link
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”Now now, I wouldn’t let you touch my best friends, future sister-in-law,” Eilish said and got up from her seat, grabbing the knife she always carried and flipped it out. With one gaze she seemed to warn the rest of the bar and looked to the men that Samuel had set on duty, following her as she moved around. It was cute that he wanted to protect her like this, but she mostly ignored them, until now. With one look and a nod one of the men grabbed the dead body and hauled it over his shoulder, leaving the bar. Eilish turned her turquoise eyes towards Dean, a twisted smile on her lips as she pressed the knife against the werewolf’s throat. ”Let go of her, or I’ll put you out of your misery,” she said in a low and warning tone. Eilish was not someone to fuck around with, and most people knew. She wondered if the werewolf actually had the guts to challenge that. ”He might not be here to put you six feet under, but I sure as hell know how to dig a grave by my self,” she said, almost animalistic, as she referred to Samuel. Grief and Eilish didn’t go well together, and loosing the first true friend she had ever gained had ripped her apart.

Eilish flashed a short grin at the werewolfs new nickname for her. Blondie. What a go to line, and she was bored of it. She pressed the knife into the soft skin of the werewolf, drawing some blood in the process. ”I’m on my own side, always – haven’t you ever learned you can only trust yourself?” Eilish said, void eyes staring at him and a stoic face. She didn’t move the knife much after the werewolf had let go. At Dean’s mention of him being Mariella’s friend too she scoffed. ”What was her favorite type of music, then? What did she fear most as a kid? Who did she trust most of all?” she snarled, showing parts of her siren features. ”You don’t have the right to talk about her, to you she was a damsel in distress that your ego wanted to save,” she said harshly. Eilish was not an emotional type of person, so her voice was cold and only if you knew her, you could see the sign of anger. Her ability would block out Dean’s power, so he couldn’t even feel his way to her emotions. She growled lowly at his comment about Samuel, and she licked her lower lip as she looked to Anastasia. ”I don’t give second chances,” Eilish said and swung the knife around, stabbing through the werewolf’s upper arm and into the muscle.

”Talk shit, get hit,” she said as a hiss. That was her and Mariella’s motto, and it felt good using that right now. She pulled out the knife and dried off the blood on Dean’s shitty work shirt, turning her head to Anastasia as she did. ”Don’t think this makes us pals, but Marie loved Reggie, that connection is the only reason I’m here,” she said coldly, looking at the vampire. ”Never been a fan of werewolves either, so for me it’s pure win-win,” she said and turned her head to Dean. ”Now, you better listen up, ’cause I’m only going to warn you once; If you touch anyone without their permission like that, I will gut you alive, starting with removing that discusting member of yours,” she said and waved her knife towards his groin area. ”And the best part? I would never let you die, I would keep you alive as my little dog afterwards, so fucking drop the hero attitude,” she growled.

Suddeny Karmena was bursting through the door to the bar with her phone in her hand, and the view that met her, made her eyes flame up in fury. "What the fuck are you all doing?" she said rather coldly as she clenched the phone so tight that the screen broke. Whatever, she could get a new one. She turned her eyes to Eilish for a short while, but moved her eyes over to Ana as she frowned. "What would Reginald think of you Anastasia? Think that he'll be happy in hell knowing that his sister lost her cool?" she spat out the words as vile as they were intended before she looked at Eilish. "You're idiots. We've all lost someone and yet you're out here turning against one another?" a hint of sadness was in her tone but she cooled her emotions and kept her calm.
She looked at Dean and exhaled shortly. This was a clusterfuck. She shook her head and closed her eyes for a bit, "It's good that Dean and I hooked up on find my buddy. Surely there's no buddies for him to find in either of you," she then said as she opened her eyes and looked at her broken phone. She turned her eyes up to the others, "Mariella is back," she then said before she walked over to Eilish and with her vampire speed, she pushed her away from Dean, using herself as a barrier between the two, as much as she respected Eilish, she didnt condone this behaviour and the siren would know that. "Cut the crap Leannán, and go see your bestfriend," she then said. She turned her eyes to Ana, "Reginald isnt back, but Baal said he would," she then said before she narrowed her eyes. What the hell, who cared about other's feelings anyway at this point, "And Baal isnt coming back. He would hate to see you this way anyway. Maybe he's better off without you, when you're acting like this, like a god damned bloodsucking child," she then blantantly said.

Eilish sighed as Karmena showed up all of a sudden. ”Hale,” she shortly greeted, taking her place next to Anastasia. Karmena started spewing what if’s and she ignored it mostly, because she didn’t really care. She kept out of that conversation, not really bothered by the vampire calling them idiots. She shrugged quietly and let out almost a sigh of relief, hearing Mariella had gotten back. ”Cut your own bullshit, and go cheat on your girl with a werewolf, why don’t ya?” Eilish bit back getting up from her seat, narrowing her eyes as she looked at Karmena and then at Dean. ”Ouch, hurting your feelings, Hale?” she muttered. She wasn’t feeling like staying for long anyways. Then she turned to Dean with a warning gaze. ”I’ll save my next hit for the killing blow, I’m sorry to leave you, but I’m a bitch either way, right?” she said coldly and moved towards the exit. She looked at Karmena carefully and shook her head. ”To think you keep seeking comfort in him,” she muttered, only loud enough for the vampires in the room to pick up on it. Then she left to go back to the mansion.

// Ana is out <3 //

She turned her eyes back to Dean as he didnt seem to believe it, but it was true. She turned her eyes back to Eilish, at any point she would have returned the words with some sort of comeback, but she didnt quite feel like it this time. She frowned when Eilish mentioned feelings, "No," she simply replied, straightening herself as she looked at the siren and the vampire.
Karmena sighed at Eilish's harsh words, but she wasnt sure what to say. A part of her wanted to feel bad, but the other didnt care. Her intention of going here wasnt to take advantage of Dean and betray Amaryllis, but would the others understand? She doubted it, especially by the way they were both behaving. She knew that Eilish wasnt going to let her off, but hearing Anastasia being like this, angered her. She stared at Anastasia with flaming eyes, "You dont care? Great for you. Go find your cares at the mansion," she said quite full of spite, furrowing her brows at the vampire. "You act all tough, but you're truly just a little scared child," she said rather lowly, yet her fury wasnt hidden in the low tones that her lips spoke. She watched her go to Eilish and frowned at their words, yet she wasnt going to let them affect her, not when they knew nothing of how it felt.
Ana's speech made Karmena clutch her hands to fists as she felt her lip tremble with anger. Her eyes eventually turned to a dead look as the vampire got to the end, her breath was unsteady as her face showed no emotions. "You're lucky that Reginald is your brother. I would have ripped out your tongue. Go be with your brother," was her last words as the vampire ran off, leaving her and Dean alone. Karmena wasnt sure how she would look at Anastasia after this, but it wasnt anything good. Yet she didnt really care much, maybe she was selfish in that way.

She just stared at the door for a while, before she turned her face to the dead lying around. Her eyes were sad but her face was neutral. "We should clean this up," she then said as she grabbed one of the bodies, looking into the face of the dead made her tighten her grip on it's arms, before she let go and walked up to the bar, grabbing a bottle from the shelf as she sat down on the bardesk, yet she was hesitant in drinking it, like something was telling her not to. But she really just felt the need to. She popped off the cap and placed the bottle at her lips, about to take a gulp as her eyes met with one of the corpses. The bottle fell from her hand as she just stared at the dead face on the floor.
"Amaryllis does deserve better," she then finally said after not having said a thing. She looked down onto her thighs as she folded her hands and closed her eyes for a bit. She wasnt going to cry, but something in her was overloading her emotions at the moment, but she didnt dare think about it. She moved her eyes up to the ceiling as she made a trembling inhale.