Slendie RP, Anyone?

Hannah ran upstairs to join Slender Man, sitting down on the edge of her bed. "It's done? Louis is okay again?" She hung on his words, desperate to hear that he was okay, that Hannah hadn't done any permanent damage.

"Yes the Chip was imbedded in some muscle so there was mild muscle damage nothing a skilled surgeon couldn't handle and you nicked the spine a bit but that will heal on it's own."

Hannah heaved a sigh, shutting her eyes and running her fingers backwards through her hair. "Thank God," she murmured, mainly to herself. "Oh, thank God."

She opened her eyes and turned her gaze to Slender Man. "Thank you so much."

"No need to thank me my child just ask and ye shall receive if it is within my power." he says warmly.

She smiled at him, her eyes glistening with happy tears. Her thoughts went out to Louis again. "How's your back now?"

She threw herself backwards on her bed, cuddling her remaining pillow, having left the rest of her bedding downstairs. "When do you want your twenty dollars, or whatever it is you want?"

"I only want a favor to be payed later" he says sighing.

Hannah picked at a loose thread on the edge of her pillow, frowning slightly. "What favour?"

"Just a simple favor nothing major."

Hannah sat up, dropping the pillow onto her lap. "And what would that be?"

Looking at her with a grin Slenderman say "The favor is ..." as soon as he was about to announce the favor a cloud of darkness envelops him and he dissappears from Hannah's sight.

(trololo.

(Miss all the major developments!)

Louis' eyes flickered open as he hesitantly propped himself up on his elbows, testing his back. He broke out into a smile when no sudden twinges shattered his fragile hope, swinging his legs easily off the bed so he could sit upright and run a skinny hand through his tousled hair as he gazed around the shadowy room.

'John?' he called, peering through to the main room, searching for the other man.

I think your friend supplied me with a new spine, thought Louis, directing it expertly to Hannah. Who knew he was capable of something gentle.

Hannah groaned with frustration, pouting. She'd never had much patience and wasn't looking forward to waiting for her answer.

"That's great," she thought in response to Louis. "And he's not all that bad. Not around me, anyway."

"Yeah?" Answered John, he was sat on the couch, he had moved some green crates to sit there.

(well damn the one day i stay awake to live the mornin' we have posts hallelujah)

Chuckling to himself the Slenderman slowly walks into his Forest slamming his tentacles into the chests of any agent he comes by letting the Forest absorb their blood and body matter.

Louis popped his head around the door, staring round the room until his eyes alighted on John. 'Any the wiser to why you are the proud owner of a private armoury?' he asked with a smile.

Hannah decided that, with nothing to do at the house, maybe she should visit the woods again. The walk would do her good. She headed out of the house, picking up the jacket Luminen had given her last time she went out on her way. Blushing at the memory of having to be saved from a fox - a surprisingly tame one at that - she skipped through the snow, nearing the stand of trees that has started to become almost a home to her.

Feeling Hannah's movements after the recent burst in activity, Luminen sends an instruction to the fox he had brought back.
"Go to Hannah little one, watch over her and do not leave her side." The fox quickly darting towards Hannah, intending to follow hope's wish.

"Not really no. Wish I was." He coughed after saying that.

Hannah breathed in the crisp, cool air with pleasure. She was okay, Louis was okay - well, for the moment - and her parents were still asleep. This was enough for her.

The morning light played with her hair, causing the strands to glitter red, chocolate and gold, and a refreshing breeze tousled her locks like a friendly hand. She could understand now why people walked in the early hours, even in winter. Her shoes crushed snow with ease and provided a soundtrack to her walk.

Louis frowned slightly, leaning on the wooden door frame with his arms crossed causally over his thin chest. 'So, who does all this belong to?' he said, waving one of his hands absently to indicate the crates of stuff piled haphazardly around the room.

The soft padding of paws called to her ears, causing her to wheel round in surprise. It was the fox Luminen had 'saved' her from earlier on. She stared at the animal and it stared right back.

"Maybe I'm a hitman, you know? Like in the movies." He jokes. "But really I think it does. Why would it be here?"

Hannah stared at the fox for a long moment before turning and continuing with her walk. After a few seconds the padding noise started again, and followed her all the way to the forest, when it became much more quiet.

Louis laughed, walking softly to the window so he could peer out at the rapidly lightening sky. 'I have no idea, I was hoping you'd know.' He turned away from his own ghostly reflection, crouching down to carefully lift the lid of one of the crates with his fingertips.

Hannah hummed quietly, the song from Luminen's music box lingering on her mind and escaping from her mouth. She decided that walking wasn't enough, and began to skip. The fox caught up with her, trotting at her heels like an obedient dog.