Dorm grounds - Before sunrise

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Jake had been out the whole evening, mostly sticking to the preserves. There'd been plenty of gremlins to kill, but as the night was drawing to an end, it seemed as if the gremlins were retreating back to the dormitory. Jacob followed, killing whatever gremlin was in his way. He tried to stick to the tree line, but the growls and sounds of fighting seemed to echo.

You try to fight quietly when you're an oversized werewolf getting jumped on by heaps of gremlins. And dammit, that was his tail and that hurt. He tried to snap at the gremlin to get it off, off, off. It'd be almost comical as far as a werewolf, his fur matted with blood both his own and that of the gremlins, could be considered comical.

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Elena had tried to sleep, but it was hard sleeping when you knew there were creatures out there to fight. Okay, maybe not for sane people, but when was the last time she'd gotten to go on the hunt?

She was going to run out of bullets, at this rate. Maybe she could just pistol-whip some gremlins at that point.

She had her gun focused on the strange shape ahead. It looked like ... a giant wolf? Great. A wolf, fighting off some gremlins.

She waited, quietly. Wolf taking out gremlins: good. Wolf coming after Turk: bad. Gremlins sneaking up on Turk while she watches Wolf: also bad.

No chance it was friendly? Probably not, with her luck.

(MAJOR SP WARNING for I flee soon for several hours, but I will return, for reals!)

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There was a tree near and he whipped his tail and gremlin and all against it. It was with enough force to get the gremlin to let go and then Jacob kicked it away with his hind leg.

That was when he caught the scent of something not gremlin and Jacob froze. Elena. With a shiny thing in her hand which he'd rather not have her use on him.

Except that he could see the gremlin sneaking up beside her. He'd heal if she shot him, right? Right.

And that'd be when she had a wolf barrelling towards her, not at her, but at the gremlins that were getting too close.

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Wolf snarling at her: hey, look, that was evidence for the "not friendly" pile. Though it paled in comparison to the damn thing actually charging at her.

Elena held her ground and aimed, firing several rounds in quick succession. Four, actually, as that seemed to be all of the bullets she had left. Fuck.

She still had yet to see the gremlins just behind her. Mmmm, blind spots.

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Crap. Crap. Crap.

And that'd be Jacob speeding up and jumping up and over her. Just too late as he felt the heat of the bullet, tearing at his shoulder and he howled in pain. The landing behind her was less graceful as his shoulder gave way, sending dirt, grass and the occasional gremlin scattering everywhere. And then he had gremlins on top of him and he rose to three paws, snapping his teeth at them and he needed to get out before she turned.

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Over and behind her? ... Where there were more gremlins. She'd used her last four bullets on something that seemed to be an ally. And hit it, no less.

... it might be rethinking that "ally" part, then.

Elena whirled, lunging for the nearest gremlin. Out of bullets, but she had fists. And an empty gun to club them with.

She would totally deserve it if the wolf attempted to chomp on her, but it was really the least she could do, considering the bullets.

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Her lack of using a gun now told him he was at least safe for now, unless she was saving them up for him. One gremlin got slung right against the dormitory's wall before he tore at the next one.

He wasn't moving much now, the wound would take more time to heal than any of the scratches and bites he'd received before. The gremlins must have picked up on it too as one jumped up on his foreleg, trying to get out of reach of his teeth.

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"Dammit." The least she could do was judo-chop that gremlin on the back of its scaly little neck. Bad enough that she'd shot the wolf, and now the gremlin was going to tear up the wound? Not cool.

Ugh, she sounded like such a girl but these were so freaking gross. One was gnawing on her leg and she was going to pound on its head. Not exactly stylish, but it got the job done.

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The instant the gremlin let go, Jacob tore its throat out. Another darted between his paws and he squashed it to the ground, his shoulder was already hurting less. So at least he was healing, hopefully not with a bullet stuck in it.

One jerk of his head and the pinned down gremlin was headless and Jacob was already looking around to see if any other gremlins wanted to try their luck.

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The good news: they seemed to be out of gremlins, for now.

The bad news: that left her and the wolf. She was going to eye it, warily, and decide what to do now.

Really, "run" and "run faster" were probably her best options, but "stand frozen in fear, wasting precious running-time" seemed to be winning.

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See, the problem with working at the library meant that, when opening hours were before sunrise, one had to make one's way from the dorms over to the school.

In the case of invasions that were most active in the dark, this posed a problem. At least, it posed a problem if you didn't happen to be the most effective weapon that you could think of.

The gremlins had shredded his bandages yesterday, which suited Jono well enough in a situation like this. He was essentially just cooking his way toward the libr--

//Holy shite.//

Pardon the guy with the furnace for a chest. He just had to stop and gape at the large canine, now. Back away slowly? Attack? Run like hell? Oh, decisions were hard, first thing in the morning.

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That smell? Yeah, not even the gremlins could block it and Jacob stopped his fighting for an instant to look up. That was almost too bright, but it did explain a lot.

Now wouldn't be the time to try to come to a truce, right? Not being able to talk made it harder. That and a few gremlins were trying to get the jump on him while he was finally standing still.

So Jacob barked at Jonothon to either make himself useful or move along before he turned to bite off the annoying critters.

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... Well. The large animal certainly didn't seem to be trying to kill him, and a bark was better than a snarl, and it happened to be battling a common enemy.

And Jono didn't really sense any terrible desire from the wolf to turn him into dinner. That helped.

The wolf seemed to have a decent swarm coming after him, whereas they tended to shy away from Jono now that the sun was attempting to rise and he was already a walking nightlight. He was going to leave his own back unguarded for the time being, in order to assist the wolf with his little gremlin problem the best way he possibly could.

Psionic flame reached out toward the gremlins in what seemed like a bizarre cross between lightning and wildfire, in scorching hot, concussive blasts that threw them backward into the woods.

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Jacob turned his head, avoiding to get blinded by the light but the effects were pretty handy. He was almost grinning and he turned his back towards Jono, hoping he wasn't going to get burned for it to snatch a few of the running gremlins.

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There were very few things that Jono could do at the moment that would be as stupid as shooting a giant wolf in the arse with his fire. And that would be why he was being almost painstakingly careful to come close enough to hit the smaller, more annoying creatures, while avoiding the larger, more hairy one entirely.

//Plonkers,// he grumbled, turning quickly to catch a slightly more brave gremlin in the face with his boot as it attempted to come up on him from behind.

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Jacob huffed his agreement. Strange how having a voice in his head now was almost natural. Two gremlins thought they were being smart and dropped from the trees, deciding to find out if you could break in a werewolf.

Jacob growled and bucked, throwing them off and ripping them apart in an instant.

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Ah. Messy.

//They're gonna be hosin' yer off for hours, aren't they?//

Not that Jono was really one to talk, sending a blast outward at a tree with an effect that left the trunk exploding in a shower of splinters, turning a few more unfortunate gremlins into a mess of toothpicks, sap, and their own insides. Jono had been more or less within the splatter-zone, from there.

Eugh.

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The wolf guffawed in amusement and that could probably be translated as You can join me. (Not dirty. Okay, dirty, but not that kind of dirty.)

He jumped right over the mess of trees and gremlin guts, landing neatly behind a group of gremlins that had been trying to form a sort of blockade.

Those that didn't get met by fangs, scattered away from Jacob, putting themselves in Jono's range.

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There were more then enough of the little bastards in the dorm, so Dru spent the night outside the building, using the gun she'd acquired to pick off any that approached the building to try and join their friends.

The sight of a wolf, no werewulf, Dru corrected herself as she picked up the unmistakable feel of the Real World off of him, fighting gremlins would have been comical if Dru wasn't worried about him deciding she'd make a better target.

She leveled the gun at the creature and slowly backed towards the building, all the while wishing for some silver bullets.

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It'd do her little good, silver bullets meant very little to Jacob. The gremlins had scattered now, leaving him standing still and he gazed at her. His eyes the only thing human about him right now.

Jacob lowered his head. It had worked for Morgana when he tried to look submissive, but he was poised to run. He'd rather not get shot twice in a day.

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It wasn't attacking.

Huh. What experience Dru and her father had had with werwulfen usually involved relentless attacks until they were taken down. This was different.

Still she could hear her father's voice in her head. Don't take chances girl. Pull the trigger. One shot, right to the head. Instinctively Dru's finger tightened on the trigger, only to loosen when she saw the owl settle onto the branch in the tree over the wolf's head. It hooted once, then began to preen it's feathers. Unlike yesterday morning it wasn't warning her of a threat.

Remembering how different Kurt had appeared yesterday, Dru lowered the gun. It wouldn't be right to shoot someone who could potentially be a fellow student. Or worse yet, a teacher.

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Jacob nodded his head in... Not exactly thanks. Some sort of recognition anyway. It was the most he could manage without getting naked in front of her (or at least furless or something).

Two gremlins shot out from underneath a brush, making a run towards the dorms and consequently Dru and Jacob moved faster than he should be able to, jumping on the back of one of them.

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"If you change your mind and decide I'm dinner I'm going to be really pissed," Dru told him as she raised the gun and shot the second gremlin.

Two down, several more to go as the rising sun sent more of the obnoxious creatures running towards the safety of the dorm. Dru picked off three, before running out of bullets.

"They're all yours," she said as she reached for a new clip.

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Sure, sure. LIke he needed to be told twice.

He was hungry, but neither Dru or the gremlins looked very appetizing to him. They tasted foul too and that was knowledge he could have lived without. He picked off a few more gremlins and one darted back towards the trees. It disappeared down a foxes' den and Jacob growled in frustration as he couldn't get at it.

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She'd buy him a stake dinner when this was over if he wanted.

Bullets reloaded, Dru went over to see what he was growling about. "Ahh, out of reach? I can fix that." Before going out, Dru had tossed a few potentially useful things into a backpack , now seemed like a good time to use them. Reaching into the bag, she pulled out a bottle of alcohol and poured it down the den. Next, she pulled out a book of matches. "Step back," she warned, doing so herself.

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Jacob watched what she was doing with interest, by the time she told him to step back, he'd already caught on. He took a few steps back and sank through his forelegs, ready to give chase if the gremlin survived that.