Shadow Hunter's Role Play

RP Here!
Stick to the rules.

Slavera walked along the stony street looking towards the night sky.

Sam pulled his ear piece out of his ear and slipped it into his jean pocket. He headed down an alley way in Mossco and came out the other end. He looked around.

Slavera walked down the street. She was following a middle aged businessman, hopefully her next prey.

Sam slipped down the street, pulling up the dark hood on his jacket. He was dressed in dark colours so he blended in with the darkness.

Slsvera crossed the road as the man got into his car. She was camouflaged as a stunning 22 year old woman with blonde hair. She had earlier ripped little bits of her clothing and she approached the car window just as it was about to drive. She began crying fake tears and rapped on the window.

Sam turned down another street, his ear piece buzzed in his pocket and he put it in his ear again.
"Yes?" he said.
"Located any yet?" his boss asked.
"No, this place is dead."
"Keep looking and report back."
"Whatever you say, boss."
He cut the conversation off and kept walking.

The man inevitably wound his window down.
I've just been attacked and I have nowhere to go. I-I'm afraid he'll come back. Please help me!
Oh my god sweetie, of course get in.
Thank you, thank you! I'm so grateful! She smiled quickly and evilly to herself and got in the car.

Sam turned a corner and watched the car door shut. That was weird, it must be like one in the morning, who would be out at this time with the death rates so high lately.

Slavera kept crying a little for a bit added sympathy.

Sam leaned against the wall and watched the car.

As the car left and stopped a few minutes later, Slavera put on her best victim act. The man helped her out the car and into his house.

Sam followed the car and frowned when the guy got out, pulling Slavera with him. He watched them from down the street.

Take a seat He said kindly, Would you like a drink?

Slavera pretended to be shaken up. Y-yes, um just water thanks.

Sam waited, he wasn't cold, and he wasn't bored. He never was bored, not when he did this job. He watched the house.

Slavera waited for the drink. She studed his place.
He came back a moment later with the drink. Uh, you're welcome to stay as long as you like.
Thanks, i'm so grateful!

Sam called up his partner on the other side of town and told her what he was doing.

The man smiled. You can sleep in my bed. I'll sleep on the couch.

I appreciate this so much.

Sam didn't mind waiting all night.

Slavera grinned. She had him right where she wanted him.

(can i timelapse to the morning?)

[Yeah, you do it.]

Slavera woke up. It was quite late in the morning. She simply wore one of the man's large shirts and underwear. She decided to go straight for it and walked out of the bedroom to get some breakfast.

Sam stood outside, a cup of coffee in his hands. His partner had brought it too him about three in the morning. He was still watching the house.

Slavera pretended not to notice the man's gawping. She walked over to a chair next to him. Thank you. For everything. I don't know how I can ever repay you.

Sam sipped his coffee and looked at his watch.