Slendie RP, Anyone?

The thud of the bag hitting the ground caused Hannah to flinch, leaning back from Alex to look over her shoulder. She was still a little on edge after the ordeal with Alexander, and that made her jumpy.

She sighed with relief when she saw it was only John and relaxed fractionally, but she left space between herself and Alex; she doubted John was too keen of him after what he'd done to Louis, and so would not approve of their cuddling.

What he'd done to Louis.. He had broken his bones and enjoyed it. Hannah felt cold when she remembered Alex's face, leaning even further away. He'd found pleasure in tasting her blood to the point of holding her still and caging her in his arms, too. There was something definitely wrong in that head of his. The memory disturbed her, but she faked a smile for the man behind her.
"Hello, John."

John put his right hand up in a greeting, he didn't smile. He pulled the note of his kit and loaded himself up with it. He turned to go. He wanted to find that freak who licked and cut him.

Alexander frown thoughtfully at John's retreating back, wondering how the man had managed to act so cool after being teleported about by supposedly dangerous supernatural beings. Then, something clicked; he didn't know anything about the guy, how he was mixed up in all this, or why he'd wanted to protect Louis so much he was willing to kill. The man was also a professional, perhaps ex-military from the way he held himself, which caused Alexander's brow to crease further as he tried to come to terms with the army getting involved with the supernatural.


He took a step forward, towards John, tentatively watching for any negative reactions on the other man's part. 'Is John actually your real name?' he queried, folding his hands behind his back. 'Or do you have no recollection of such trivial matters?'

Hannah watched them for a moment before deciding that it was probably best for her to stay out of this, at least for the time being. As much as she cared for both men, she knew that if she got caught in the middle of some sort of spat - for she was sure that John disliked Alex - she would be a gonner. Instead, she stood and clicked her tongue, causing Kamilla's ears to prick up.
"Come on, Kamilla. Let's go for a walk."

John stopped in mid stride, he put his foot down on the asphalt and turned around to look at Alexander, scornfully. "Maybe." He answered coldly. He really didn't want to answer questions.

Alexander raised an eyebrow, his eyes twinkling as he considered the man before him. At least he registered my existence. 'Maybe to which one, sir?' he said with a smile. 'Military-types are always so vague, and confidential.'

"Why should I answer you, huh?" He is now completely facing Alexander. "So you can trace me?" His coldness is now sharpness.

Hannah headed away from the mess of cars, Kamilla on her heels. She tugged her coat tighter around her to keep out the cold and gazed ahead of her: a long strip of grass lead to a field.

"Fancy a bit of exploration, Kamilla?" she asked aloud. The field was coated with virgin snow, so there was no way to know for sure what it contained, but she guessed that there was a stretch of grass, then clear earth, then the leftovers of a cover crop. Maize, perhaps? There was only one way to find out. She threw her leg over the thick wooden fence, climbing over.

'Why would I want to trace you?' asked Alexander, his accent sharpening as his tone became sarcastic. However, his expression immediately softened as he considered the implications of outright denial. 'I admit, I'm curious to what you have to do with all this.' He inclined his head slightly as he accepted the fact he wasn't going to get answers to his initial question, but ploughed on. 'Where you and Louis...?' he looked vaguely around for the correct words to pose the question.

The snow crunched deliciously underfoot and caused a delighted smile to break out on Hannah's features. Reaching a hand back, she ran her chilly fingers over Kamilla's head before scratching behind her ear lovingly.

Just as she had suspected, grass led onto uneven, earthy ground that was surprisingly solid. An unexpected dip in the frozen mud caused Hannah to fall over. She caught herself and rolled onto her back, giggling, while the fox pounced on her and snuffled at her face playfully.

"No we weren't. He was a figure of interest." He ignored the sarcastic question, he hated sarcasm. He still wanted to just get going. To find that freak and ring his neck. Also to get to somewhere he could piece together the mystery of his memories.

Hannah sprawled out in the snow, stretching her arms and legs and sighing. Kamilla soon settled down by her side, snuggling against her body like a furry hot water bottle, and it was very easy for Hannah to drift into a near sleep-like state, completely oblivious to all around her.

However, she was torn from her relaxation when Kamilla suddenly darted off. She frowned before realising that something was blocking out the early light and slowly opened her eyes, staring into the face of a tall, gnarled man with a shotgun hanging from his arm.
"What're you doing here, eh?"

'That's a different way of putting it,' murmured Alexander, his eyes narrowing as he considered John's face more carefully, trying to gauge even the smallest change it expression. 'What information did Louis have that you were so desperate for?'

"Hello, Michael," Hannah said, smiling up at the man above her. Hannah recognised him from a few of her shooting trips with her dad as one of the gamekeepers. He extended his hand down to her and she grasped it, hoisting herself up.

"Hello yourself. What're you doing here?" he asked her, tucking his hand back into his thick jacket.
"Oh.." She stumbled for words. "I was just.. I went for a walk."
"Pretty far to go," Mike turned, heading back towards the wood that sat behind the cover crop. Hannah followed after him.. "But I won't question it."

He revealed nothing on his face and just says coldly. "The vital kind."

Alexander sighed, casting around for a distraction, but finding none. 'I'm from the same company, what's to say I can't help either?'

Hannah looked over her shoulder at Alex and John, wondering if she should tell them where she was going. Well, they hadn't torn each other to shreds yet, and it wasn't like they were her babysitters. Hell, they'd probably forgotten she was even there.

No, she wouldn't go back and tell them. The woods called to her as she stepped along a shallow trench between two lines of cover crops, and she had no intentions of fighting the way it beckoned.

"I don't and can't trust you." He said quickly, almost interuppting Alexander. He looks down at the ground and his adam's apple bobs slightly. "You goddamn tortured Louis and you're just a field agent."

When she met the forest, Hannah instantly fell silent. Her dad had taught her to stay light on her toes to avoid scaring anything worth shooting away, so it felt unnatural to make noise when in the presence of a hunting man now. Other than when she was beating, obviously; that's when you made as much noise as you could.

Hannah walked behind Michael like a gun dog: she was close to him; very quiet; and always alert. She knew what horrors lurked in the woods now, and she didn't want him to fall victim of any of them.

Noting the Presence of Both Hannah and Michael in his forest Slenderman moves his attention towards the two noting how Hannah barely disturbed the the undergrowth. 'Hello my Child What pleasure do i owe this Entrance into my forest.' He sends to Hannah watching from afar.

"Hello," she thought, keeping most of her attention on the man in front of her. She knew from experience to never let yourself be distracted behind a gun. "I'm just going for a walk, I guess."

Hannah's memory was drawn back to the clearing and the horrors Slender Man had brought with him. She shuddered and walked a little closer to Michael, knowing that if the Slender Man wanted to harm him she may be his only form of protection.

'Child if i wanted him dead he would be dead right now there were many Opportunities. Rest Assured that i do not wish this man's Life.' he sends Appearing in Hannah's periphery for about three seconds before disappearing.

Hannah whipped her head around in an attempt to see him, giving up when he disappeared. It was surprisingly comforting, knowing she had someone watching over her a majority of the time, and that comfort made her shut off from the world around her. Bad move. She didn't notice the network of old badger sets under her feet until it was too late. They collapsed in suddenly, sending Hannah into the ground with a loud yelp.

(Good call and good idea for a small lesson for people Comfort is not a good thing when walking through the forest ) Sighing Slenderman masks the sound from the Man's ears so Hannah is undiscovered as a deer runs across his path. 'And that my child is why you must always be alert Imagine that was a bear trap or a snare you would have been trapped my dear.' he says appearing in front of her wagging a tentacle scolding her softly.

Hannah looked around herself, dazed. She was coated in thick, insect-filled earth, which she began to sweep off herself quickly. As spider ran over her face and she squealed, hitting it off frantically. Whimpering, she stretched her arms towards Slender Man like a toddler eager to be picked up, desperate to be out of the set and back onto stable ground.