RP: Dylan, Allison and Toby Who: Dylan, Allison and Toby Where: Garden Court When: January 30 Rating/Warnings: Summary: Dylan wakes up on Saturday afternoon
He should probably not even be up yet, given last night, but Dylan found it still hard to sleep - even with the blinds closed. It was still well past noon as he made it downstairs, dressed only in jeans and a white t-shirt. His right arm was filled with lighter scrapes from the trees from last night, and he had a minor cut to his hand that he hadn't noticed yesterday. He must have stepped on something as a dog and not paid attention. Still it didn't really bother him, and though everyone was focused on Jamie's kill last night he was rather proud of himself. He'd made his first ever arrest. Well helped at least as Ronan had done the truly dangerous parts. Nevertheless, the werewolf was in custody, being interrogated while awaiting execution.
So he was less pleased with the fact that he might actually have to be present at that. In truth it made his stomach turn a bit.
Hungry after not having eaten anything since yesterday - nearly a full twenty four hours previously - he stepped out into the kitchen, and smiled as he saw Allison and Toby there.
"Hey there," he said looking at Allison first, realising that with both him and James out all night and sleeping all day she would actually had the time to spend with Toby without them interfering. He grinned at Toby. "And hey to you too. Have you been having fun with mummy today?" he said with a grin, grabbing Toby and tickling him in the sides before giving him a hug. Setting him down, he ruffled Toby's hair.