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[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[Suddenly grabs you from behind.] Quiet!

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Had to, so sorry xD

[darkerpassanger.livejournal.com]

[Wrenches out of the grasp, silent, but looking silently furious at the man who grabbed him. Grabbing serial killers is generally a bad idea.]

Lol! Totally fine :D

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[William ignores Dexter's positively murderous glare in favor of making another grab for him, his eyes on something in the distance, voice a harsh whisper.] Don't move, don't speak. Don't do anything, is that understood?

[leftbehindalive.livejournal.com]

Gah! Woah, let go! [Damn, there goes his shotgun as well!

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[A single gun wouldn't make much of a difference in this situation anyway, if that's any consolation.] Hush! Keep your voice down!

[peptalk.livejournal.com]

Hey!

[She really needs to start carrying pepper spray for real. She keeps telling herself...]

What the- what- !

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

Sssh, ssh, it's alright. [Says the creature lifting her off the floor entirely, his voice low, shoulders hunched.] I'm only trying to help.

[hatessnakes.livejournal.com]

[Selma cannot help but let out a cry of what is a mixture of fear and surprise when she is grabbed]

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[Prompting William to cover her mouth to try and muffle the sound, cringing.] Shush! Ssh, it's alright. I won't harm you, just... keep quiet.

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?!

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

Hush! [His voice is low, harsher than she's heard before as he holds her to his chest, his fingers wrapped securely around her, pining her arms to her side. He's silent for a long moment...] ... You shouldn't be here.

[foxoffortune.livejournal.com]

*Immediately stiffens, hands going towards one of his knives. Not drawing, since it doesn't seem as if your intentions were harmful*

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[Seeing the move for what it is, William doesn't waste any time before adjusting his hold, pining his arms to his sides.] Don't even think it.

[an-oldsoul.livejournal.com]

*Tenses, letting out a small hiss*

...what? *said through clenched teeth*

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

Quiet means not to speak. Now, shush. I'm trying to hear. [William doesn't pay her much mind, his eyes focused on something in the distance, expression one of rapt concentration.]

[lady-metallicar.livejournal.com]

There was a squeak of surprise, Betty had been fully focused on her target, a lone Nellie Greenteeth, currently slogging its way upriver. It only took her a moment to realize the sheer size of whatever had her, and she froze, rather like a rabbit that's spotted a hawk.

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[William freezes for an entirely different reason, listening intently, barely daring to breathe.]

[A long moment passes... And the sound of something large traipsing in the opposite direction begins to fade...]

[William shoulders slump in relief.] Oh, thank God.

[abyssum_invocat]

[Sin reacts with a surprised cry, and in a blink slides through his arms as if she were made of vapor, standing and staring at him.]

And what the hell was that for?

[madamoisellepip.livejournal.com]

[She's eeps in surprise, and tries to wriggle around to see who grabbed her.]

[gotasweettooth.livejournal.com]

Holy--! What the heck do you think you're doing?

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

Shush! [None too gently, he presses a finger over her mouth, straining to hear...]

Had to, so sorry xD

[darkerpassanger.livejournal.com]

[Wrenches out of the grasp, silent, but looking silently furious at the man who grabbed him. Grabbing serial killers is generally a bad idea.]

Lol! Totally fine :D

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[William ignores Dexter's positively murderous glare in favor of making another grab for him, his eyes on something in the distance, voice a harsh whisper.] Don't move, don't speak. Don't do anything, is that understood?

[leftbehindalive.livejournal.com]

Gah! Woah, let go! [Damn, there goes his shotgun as well!

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[A single gun wouldn't make much of a difference in this situation anyway, if that's any consolation.] Hush! Keep your voice down!

[peptalk.livejournal.com]

Hey!

[She really needs to start carrying pepper spray for real. She keeps telling herself...]

What the- what- !

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

Sssh, ssh, it's alright. [Says the creature lifting her off the floor entirely, his voice low, shoulders hunched.] I'm only trying to help.

[hatessnakes.livejournal.com]

[Selma cannot help but let out a cry of what is a mixture of fear and surprise when she is grabbed]

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[Prompting William to cover her mouth to try and muffle the sound, cringing.] Shush! Ssh, it's alright. I won't harm you, just... keep quiet.

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?!

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

Hush! [His voice is low, harsher than she's heard before as he holds her to his chest, his fingers wrapped securely around her, pining her arms to her side. He's silent for a long moment...] ... You shouldn't be here.

[foxoffortune.livejournal.com]

*Immediately stiffens, hands going towards one of his knives. Not drawing, since it doesn't seem as if your intentions were harmful*

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[Seeing the move for what it is, William doesn't waste any time before adjusting his hold, pining his arms to his sides.] Don't even think it.

[an-oldsoul.livejournal.com]

*Tenses, letting out a small hiss*

...what? *said through clenched teeth*

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

Quiet means not to speak. Now, shush. I'm trying to hear. [William doesn't pay her much mind, his eyes focused on something in the distance, expression one of rapt concentration.]

[lady-metallicar.livejournal.com]

There was a squeak of surprise, Betty had been fully focused on her target, a lone Nellie Greenteeth, currently slogging its way upriver. It only took her a moment to realize the sheer size of whatever had her, and she froze, rather like a rabbit that's spotted a hawk.

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[William freezes for an entirely different reason, listening intently, barely daring to breathe.]

[A long moment passes... And the sound of something large traipsing in the opposite direction begins to fade...]

[William shoulders slump in relief.] Oh, thank God.

[abyssum_invocat]

[Sin reacts with a surprised cry, and in a blink slides through his arms as if she were made of vapor, standing and staring at him.]

And what the hell was that for?

[madamoisellepip.livejournal.com]

[She's eeps in surprise, and tries to wriggle around to see who grabbed her.]

[gotasweettooth.livejournal.com]

Holy--! What the heck do you think you're doing?

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

Shush! [None too gently, he presses a finger over her mouth, straining to hear...]

Had to, so sorry xD

[darkerpassanger.livejournal.com]

[Wrenches out of the grasp, silent, but looking silently furious at the man who grabbed him. Grabbing serial killers is generally a bad idea.]

Lol! Totally fine :D

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[William ignores Dexter's positively murderous glare in favor of making another grab for him, his eyes on something in the distance, voice a harsh whisper.] Don't move, don't speak. Don't do anything, is that understood?

[leftbehindalive.livejournal.com]

Gah! Woah, let go! [Damn, there goes his shotgun as well!

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

[A single gun wouldn't make much of a difference in this situation anyway, if that's any consolation.] Hush! Keep your voice down!

[peptalk.livejournal.com]

Hey!

[She really needs to start carrying pepper spray for real. She keeps telling herself...]

What the- what- !

[defystereotype.livejournal.com]

Sssh, ssh, it's alright. [Says the creature lifting her off the floor entirely, his voice low, shoulders hunched.] I'm only trying to help.