[Text message to Adam Hauptman]
Hey.
It's Mercy.
Heads up, Lawrence - we might have a new and exciting round of fugly evil shit coming our way.
Not sure how serious a threat it is overall, yet, we've only got one dead we can connect to it, but it sure as hell wasn't a normal non-supernatural death, and one death is more than enough to be on the list of 'do not want', so everybody keep your eyes peeled, and be extra careful. Bring a gun with you, or someone who can use one, if you go out, especially at night.
[Jules]
I'm sorry. We'll get it. Promise.
Let me know as soon as they've got the results, okay? You do your by the books thing, I'll start on the hunting the fuglies thing, and when this is over, I'm calling weekend getaway.
[Family/Friends, sans Jules for sensitivity reasons]
Juliet's partner, guy who went missing? We found him. He was chewed on pretty damn bad. No EMF, and I didn't get any sulfur, either.
Jules doesn't want me impersonating an officer, so I can't get close enough to Juliet's gonna get us more information as soon as they know more / get an autopsy done, but, for now, we're running on "lots of teeth" and "there were leftovers" for clues.
[Sam]
Wanna come with me tonight, see if we can't pick up a trail or get a clue or something?
[ooc: We are all going to pretend this post happened at like 2 am in Ireland even though its like 1pm something in Ireland. TIMEY WIMEY PEOPLE]
You know when you're on a haunted castle tour and listening to the guide prattle on and on about things that are supposed to make you all scared but hey you died at 17 and some things just aren't scary after that? And then somehow it went into wolf legends and how the Irish wolves were exterminated and then supposed wolf mating habits and I'm going how is this related to haunted castles????
The whole wolves mate for life thing is bullshit, right? Which, hey internet, being all 50/50 on this is so not helpful!
So. Inquiring minds possibly drank a whole lot of gin to get to this point.
Werewolves don't mate for life, right?
And then what’s even a mate?
I need to stop hanging out with werewolves. I’m like the little vampire who shouldn’t be. Like seriously, their bites kill. I'm a masochist. That has got to be the answer.
I need more gin.