Jo & Alaric
She was nervous, but he couldn’t tell if it was because of the situation outside or the fact that she was alone with a stranger in a dark street. Of course she was safer with him than without him, but she couldn’t know that. He remained where he was, listening to her, then frowning at her words. Perhaps he had underestimated her.
“I know how dangerous it is and I can look after my self – but why are you outside all on your own then?”
The question about the bow and him being a ‘hunter’ made him pause and he eyed her up and down. There was something special about her, something different from most people, the way she was looking at him almost made him think they weren’t talking about ‘normal’ hunters.
“I need something to protect myself with and with all those wild animal attacks around here I figured a crossbow would be the best choice.” His frown deepened.
“And speaking of protection – we probably shouldn’t stay outside and talk – like you said, it’s dangerous…”
Suddenly she turned around, looking behind her, but before he could ask her what she had heard, she was talking again – and she was right.
“The Grill,” he said, his eyes on the darkness behind her. “You’re the new girl at the Grill.”
She gave him a reassuring smile. He gave off a father figure type vibe, which made Jo think in another situation she could be comfortable around him. She still knew better than to let her guard down just yet. Especially with the look he gave her as he thought about her words.
”I’m out trying to get people to go inside. Make sure no one is hurt, help the people I can. Yourself?” she did her best not to look nervous as she spoke, though in truth, she was.
"That would make sense," she replied. glancing down at the weapon. "You’re right, it’s a smart move." Out of instinct she wanted to put her hand on her gun, but resisted the urge. She didn’t want him to get the wrong idea. Instead, she wrapped her arms around her torso to help keep her warm in the cool night air.
Inside? Jo took a step back, alarmed. There was no way she was going anywhere with him. “You’re almost right,” she said evenly, inching her way towards the wall with her hand now firmly on the hilt of the weapon strapped to her side; still concealed under her shirt. “It is dangerous outside, and you probably should go inside. I can take care of myself out here though, thanks.”
She was now on full alert. There was something behind her, probably not a human or a vamp, but still something there. She wanted to turn around, approach it and take care of that situation all together. She knew however, that would mean turning her back to an armed stranger, which could be worse.
"Jo, " she answered, not taking her eyes off of him, "My name is Jo. And yes, I’m the bartender at he Grill." After another good look, she could remember his name. "You’re Ric, right?" It didn’t really matter. She wasn’t going anywhere.