Jarod the Pretender ([info]jarod_pretends) wrote in [info]lost_souls_ny,
2005-07-18 08:19:00
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Elephant Tranquilzer Anyone?

Jarod hadn't had any trouble getting the tranquilzers from the zoo. They were so willing to help him once he'd flashed one of his many fake IDs. Sometimes it amazed him just how willing people were to believe anything that came out of his mouth. With four rifles in the back of his SUV, and a case of darts, he stopped at a place called Lost Horizons to get orange juice and muffins for the meeting at Third Eye.

Arms laden with munchies and drinks, he shoved the door of the office open with one wide shoulder. "Cordelia?" he called out as he set the goodies on her desk. Tucked under his arm was the DNA readouts on the werewolf. "He hoped that Wesley would enjoy seeing them."

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[info]sanguinepen

July 18 2005, 15:47:36 UTC 6 years ago

Huntress sauntered into the office, her long black coat almost dragging on the floor. The back of the coat was grommeted, and laces pulled it tightly together like a corset leaving the skirt to fall heavily behind her. She had on knee high boots with supple soles to allow for a better grip while racing up buildings and wore chained bracers about her wrists made of silver. "I didn't have any silver weapons," she said with a shrug to Jarod holding up her arm to show him. "But I figured if I got to punch him, it should hurt." She dropped a plain white sack on the table and grabbed a bottle of juice and muffin. "Thanks for the munchies."

[info]cordelia_chase

July 18 2005, 15:54:29 UTC 6 years ago

Cordelia walks into the outer offices, cutting through her conversation with Selene about their new resident ghost, when she hears Helena and Jarod's voices. "Jarod. Helena. Hey guys," Cordelia greets them, grabbing a muffin and picking off a piece of it. She pops it into her mouth as she leans against a desk. "Looks like you got our stuff."

[info]dealing_death

July 18 2005, 16:08:11 UTC 6 years ago

Selene followed Cordelia into the other room where Helena and the detective waited. "It is good to see you both again." Smiling at them she rested on the frame of the door.

[info]sanguinepen

July 18 2005, 16:54:40 UTC 6 years ago

"Hey," Huntress said handing the white bag to Selene. "That's for you. Cordelia thought you might need it. Do you want to do a little bit of sparring before we go out tonight. Get to know each other's speed, moves, that kind of thing?"

[info]dealing_death

July 18 2005, 17:13:47 UTC 6 years ago

Selene was very careful about the great strength she posessed.Holding the bag in her hand she glanced at Helena "Thanks, it's not muffins but it'll do." Selene smiled at Helena "We can spar...but you know I am not human, I don't want to hurt you."

[info]sanguinepen

July 18 2005, 17:33:52 UTC 6 years ago

"Don't worry," the Huntress shrugged gracefully, heading towards Cordelia's practice room. "I'm not just an ordinary girl either. You won't hurt me. You can try though."

[info]jarod_pretends

July 18 2005, 16:36:28 UTC 6 years ago

"Yes," Jarod said with a smile. "I brought the muffins and orange juice. The weapons are out in my car for tonight. So are we going to be researching the werewolf now? I didn't bring any of my movies with me or books."

[info]cordelia_chase

July 18 2005, 17:03:51 UTC 6 years ago

Cordelia raises an eyebrow. "Movies? Please, please don't tell me you think Cursed and An American Werewolf in London or Paris or some other horribly cliched city is going to help us here. Or, for that matter, Van Helsing. Because, really...they're not." Cordelia pauses for a moment at Jarod's skeptical glance. Right. She's living atop an otherworldly nexus. "Okay...so maybe they...will. We could always download them off the net," she adds brightly. "Wesley was going to be bringing the books, but he's gone MIA suddenly."

[info]dealing_death

July 18 2005, 17:19:56 UTC 6 years ago

"The movies have some basic fact. Mostly junk. The most effective way to kill them is to decaputate them. Most lycan are seriously allergic to silver. A shot to the heart would kill most. Usually slows them down quite a bit." Selene was a walking encyclopidia when it came to the lycan race. "As they get older they get stronger and harder to kill, they become able to change when they want instead of relying on the moon. If they bite you and you live, you will change into one of them.If there is anything else you want to know I will be sparring with Helena."

[info]cordelia_chase

July 18 2005, 18:29:53 UTC 6 years ago

"This is what I love about the demon hunting Champion biz," Cordelia says as she watches Selene and Helena retreat into the back training room. "There's always someone who's an expert on something." She grins in spite of herself, already liking Selene a lot without knowing her too well. There was something about that woman that Cordelia felt a kinship with, even if there were moments that Selene reminded Cordelia just a little of Kendra. She then turns to Jarod, still smiling, and asks him, just a little playfully, "So, Government Guy...what do you know about werewolves?"

[info]jarod_pretends

July 18 2005, 18:39:24 UTC 6 years ago

"I'm just a cop with CSI, Cordelia," Jarod said dryly taking a muffin for himself. He sniffed at it to decide if he wanted to try the flavor or not, unsure that cucumber should be in a desert food. "I watched a bunch of movies, read a bunch of books. It was the tracks that got me, and seeing it hunt Huntress."

[info]cordelia_chase

July 18 2005, 18:52:57 UTC 6 years ago

"Novice," Cordelia purrs, not unflirtatiously. "Well, Selene's got one thing straight. The movies? Usually not too right. Most of the stuff they do they do to...you know...make a blockbuster. We've been over the basics...well, Selene mentioned them anyway. Any clues on where a sheep who occasionally dons wolf's clothing might be hiding? You know, besides anywhere near me...because he isn't. Here. Or at my apartment."
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