breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus

[sagittae]

Who: Allison Argent and Alec McDowell, later feat. Anita Blake
What: Triple A, activate!
When: Teensy bit backdated, to afternoon 102; after this
Where: The beach!


She was only out to look for Lydia, honestly. The other girl had barely given Allison an explanation before disappearing on her, and even though she was sure that Lydia could handle herself (...mostly) it didn't stop her from worrying. It eventually got enough that she just decided to go out, just to take a look. If her friend didn't need her, then that would be fine, but just in case... everyone always said it was better to be safe than sorry.

Allison still had a tight grip on her dagger as she came across the beach for the first time, and while it was obvious that something had gone down here there wasn't really anyone lingering around. Certainly not the redhead that she had been looking for, anyway. There was someone though - not Lydia, a guy - and Allison should have really just moved on, but she was curious. There could have been something wrong, and they were all stuck in this together, right? She couldn't just walk away. Tucking the blade away between her belt and her skirt, just enough to the side that it wasn't readily visible, she considered her options again before she made up her mind.

"Hey." Obviously a good starting point. Allison called out to him as she approached, arms folded over her chest as she frowned at the stranger. "Are you okay?"

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[monticora]

He's hurting quite a bit from his sea monster excitement. The lacerations he suffered are gonna heal just fine though. It's gonna take a few days, but he'll be fine. They weren't that bad to begin with though. Gross by normal human standards, but Transgenic? Not too bad. He took considerable less damage thanks to his DNA as well. Still he wasn't exactly hopping around or trying to skip home to the empty home he now had. He owed the two guys who came to his rescue, but right now he was just going to focus on himself. He had almost drowned after all. Not that he was in too much danger thanks to the training he received at Manticore. They put them in tanks that had devices at the bottom designed to teach you to hold your breath. Well, it was more like force. The anklet went around your ankle was attached to the bottom of the pool. You basically couldn't surface until a man hit a button and allowed the anklet to let you go. As a nine year old it was traumatic, but you learned to cope.

He was still wet and cold when she approached him. He wasn't shivering though. Transgenic's ran hotter than most humans and he was comfortable for the time being. He looked up at her and exhaled. He did not need another person accusing him of stealing that guy's face. He looked back at the water and finally got to his feet. "Yeah. I'm good. What do you want?" He turned to face her finally. He probably looked a little strange. Still wet and cut up from his time with the sea monster. Not exactly the best look to sport.

[sagittae]

Thankfully, Allison hadn't actually met Dean yet. Perhaps one of the few who couldn't ask him about the face deal, she just offered a faint smile as she head closer over. She kept her arms folded as she got close enough to see some of the cuts, the concerned frown growing on her face the more she saw.

"Nothing, just- you were out here by yourself." She shrugged slightly, leaning in a little closer as she squinted to try and get a better look at some of the injuries he held. Nothing major at all, she could probably help out with some of those. She wasn't sure exactly what they had back at the house, but she was sure there had to be some kind of alcohol in the house by now. That, some cleaning up, it wouldn't take much.

Of course...it would take a lot less than that for Alec, but Allison didn't know that much yet.

"You're hurt," she took another step closer, hesitating for a moment before offering a hand to him. "I can probably help with some of those. It's a little walk from here, but I can get you cleaned up and we probably have some clothes that would fit you?"

[monticora]

He appreciates the fact that she isn't going to ask if he's Dean or Dean's little brother. He's tired of it to be quite honest. In his world he's the only person with this face other than Ben. Ben's dead though. Ben was the first one to be made. Alec was the clone. An after thought if you think about it. He was their fail safe in case Ben wasn't all that he could be. They were smart though because Ben cracked under everything. He cracked and started killing innocent humans. Everyday Alec worried that he would fall prey to the same fate.

"It's kinda how I like it." He's not sure why he's so hostile, but it could be that he's hurt. Alec has never been very good at admitting when he's in pain. He's usually one to hide it and then deal with it later. It's the way at Manticore really. "Yeah. It happens. Sea monster kinda has the tendency to injure you." He's not sure if he should accept the invite, but he doesn't have much to go home to at his place. "Alright." Because it sounds better than his place.