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✦ area for this. Think you can direct us?

✦ vehicle to transport it." I stole one. It isn't a truck or van, though. [[And with the three of us, we'll be tying the damned thing to the roof given its' size.]] You know this area, @HaplessRadiance? We'll need back roads and a secluded ✦

✦ of it's affection." [[Swearing I won't snicker, #Chris' keeps his tone level as well; but then again, Dad is good with compartmentalizing-- better than I am, even.]] "I really do think we'll need to burn it." [[He's already retracting.]] "We'll need a ✦

✦ I do. I don't laugh, though; that'd be rude to @HaplessRadiance, especially when he has also expressed his gratitude in the same breath as his input on burning the popo bawa.]] "You can thank us by being the one to toss the match. You were the object ✦

"You told him what it wanted to do?" [[Said after a long beat's stent of staring @HaplessRadiance (both #Chris and myself), I nod.]] Oh yeah. Got him moving real quick. [[The corner of #Chris' lips twitch and I know he finds the same dark humor in all this that ✦

✦ because sometimes getting rid of the monster determines on where or not there will be a re-occurrence in the area or not.]]

✦ disposal is always different, and this is where #Chris is more versed than I am. I tend to put all my time into finding out how these beasties tick and how to kill them. I don't follow through with what I deem as extra labors, but my father does ✦

✦ Ultimately lifting and letting a shoulder fall, I don't think either of us /expect/ any thanks out of @HaplessRadiance. It's business as usual from here.]] So, do we have to burn this one or can we just take it and toss it? [[The ✦

✦ heard the crash and wanted to get a few solid walls behind us if possible. I figured I was going to meet it head on, but... [[There's no need to explain myself to #Chris or even skirt around the idea that I'd been nervous-- not in front of @HaplessRadiance, anyways. ✦

"Dead. Not gone. It's in the kitchen. I'm presuming that's where the two of you were prior to coming up here?" [[Whether its a question for @HaplessRadiance of myself, I'm the one that answers.]] Yeah. He needed a few quick stitches. I ✦

✦ absolutely no idea that the things that go bump in the night are real.]] @HaplessRadiance. [[Looking over my shoulder, too; I realize #Stiles /still/ needs to stand down.]] #Stiles, you're safe. You can put the bat down. [[#Chris's blue eyes seem to pointedly fix on #Stiles.]]

✦ still look warily past him towards the entrance to this room.]] /Where/ is it? [[The body, I mean; regardless of whether or not the monster is living and mobile, it would still leave a mess behind-- a mess we'd need to dispose of to protect the ones who have ✦

✦ attempting to offer aid.]] "It's not my blood." [[Said coolly and with a greater steadiness than I'd be able to, I'm past marveling over how #Chris isn't even the slightest bit winded.]] "It's dead." [[Nodding in affirmation that I understand, I ✦

✦ space in the closet, I'm far more graceful than @HaplessRadiance manages; but still, I'm a stagger off my game. Fumbling aside, I see and process my father's bloodied face with little more than a gasp. Quicker to come down than #Stiles, I'm to Dad's side and ✦

[[Knuckles whitened with my unforgiving grip, the door opens and I draw my hand back in hopes of stabbing the beast well before it grabs one of us. I don't get that far. Stumbling with the rush of @HaplessRadiance's readiness and the release of cramped ✦