Thread: Between Fangs and a Hard Place ( Christine x Viktoff Samson )

Kyle and Jimmy enjoyed her return banter, Kyle fighting the urge to do something silly like a dog when she blew on his face. Although she wouldn't see it, he would be greatly relieved to not have revealed what lies behind his human face in that silly moment. Kyle, himself, being the most vulnerable of the four when it came to external stimuli. In some alternate reality if Christine pushed her way to making with the good times with Kyle for some reason, she'd crack the werewolf secret way too quickly. Lucky enough for them all, she was playing this rather safe and cool. As safe as going on a long drive with four horny young men could be for one sexy young woman. All things considered. The movie would carry on with a man's voice coming from the other side of the door. According to the woman's inner thoughts, this was the man she previously wrotethought about as he asked to come in. She stammered in place, Kyle giving Christine's comment about the actresses's body a thumb up. Like this, he might have seemed to be doing what Ken would do. Their brotherhood never being more clear. As the door opened and the boots stepped in, the camera spanned back across the dorm room to a pair of muddy boots at the door. It was a body with the same clothes as the man who entered the room. A college aged man who lied dead, the woman shrieked in the background as obtuse blood splatters somehow managed to land across the two rooms. The title screen landed with a quick flick to black and a horrid text label. Jimmy turned his head towards the woods as some bill shot poorly written scene came on with two more blonde almost-porno actresses came on to poorly pretend to be their characters. Dropping the water bottle, he quickly landed on the ground and tapped Ken's door window. Getting the attention of Mike and Ken, Jimmy pointed hurriedly toward his ear as they quickly muted the radio. This likely may have been to Christine's annoyance as the movie was functionally muted for their truck. Regardless of how She'd take this action, all of the boys seemed to look off into the woods to the right of the truck opposite the side of the road. Straight that way was the town they all live in, and they were clearly hearing something in that direction. Ffffuck. Came from Kenny, relaxed with the weed in his system but clearly still annoyed. The older males stepped out of the truck and shut their doors, Mike and Kyle joining Kenny and Jimmy on their side of the truck as they gathered and looked to each other. Just like before on the road, when the younger males seemed to communicate without words, all four of them seemed to be exchanging more complex thoughts with glances to each other. The four were quite deadly serious. We can't afford that. Jimmy blurted be for Mike pulled Jimmy's T-shirt up onto the smaller boy's head to make him look goofy. Everything's fiiine. The calm, tallest and most mature male started. Micheal reassured them and nodded to Christine. We'll just head in there, take care of business- He stopped to look right at Christine with a dead serious look despite his smile. Christine. Stays. Here. He made no bones about it. And then we all come back and enjoy the movie. Whose with me? Micheal ended as he turned to make his way for the woods, confidence exuding from his whole body. Ken and Kyle looked to Jimmy before the brothers turned to follow Mike. Though Jimmy was physically the opposite of their confident crew leader, Jimmy would glance to Christine as though he were the shyest boy in class getting up go address the whole school with a big personal project. Shaking his head he'd run after the rest of the crew as the whole gang vanished into the wood line.