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[nick_hicks]

Oh man. Ingrids missing. Since last night. Irene called us and said she hadn't come home from her date. Irenes freaking. And then like the bat signal was thrown up or something theres all these people around looking for them, guess her dates missing too since the cops say that they were grabbed outside the restauraunt. You know in one way I

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[ingrid_hicks]

*adjusts the head on her hip, limps along the road with Tristan*

Fine, I'll try and convince my siblings not to kill you.

*sees a car approaching*

That is indie's car!!

[tristan_cohen]

Oh good, saved or doomed. At least either way I can stop walking.

[nick_hicks]

*sees two people hobbling down the street*

Shit, Indie. Is that them?

*looks closer*

Yup thats Ingrid, and she looks pissed. Think if we drive by her and call someone else to pick her up she'll notice?

[india_hicks]

*smirks*

We couldn't be that lucky, Nicky.

*swerves and stops the car just in front of them, jumps out*

Ingrid! Jesus, what the hell happened? And eww, what is that thing you're carrying?

*notices the blood on her*

Shit, Iz is not gonna be amused. Maybe she'll be too busy being happy you're still alive to bitch you out.

*goes over to the side without the demon head and helps her towards the car*

And hey, new guy that took my sister out? I'd hide if I were you, even if you had nothing to do with this mess.

[tristan_cohen]

I'm gonna have to go with a no on that question.

*gets in the car*

Someone was pissed I'm guessing but as I've never seen those particular demons before I'm kind of in the not knowing category.

[ingrid_hicks]

I don't feel very well. It's cold and why is the car kind of spinning?

[india_hicks]

*steps on the gas*

Don't you dare get sick in my car, Ingrid. Bad enough you've got that thing in my trunk, you can't get that goo out of carpet, you know.

Nicky, check under the seat for a bag or something in case she gets sick before we get there.

[nick_hicks]

*grabs empty trash bag from under seat opens it up.*

Here Ing, if you gotta blow chunks do it in here.

*takes out cell dials Erics number*

Yeah, we found them. They were galavanting in the woods killing demons. *listens* Yeah, but Ing was shot, we are head to the hospital. *listens* No she's still bitching about her clothes, so she can't be to bad. Though she wants to blow chunks. Indies driving us real fast so she doesnt get any on the rug. *laughs* Have fun telling Izzy.

*hangs up the cell. looks back at Ingrid*

They're meeting us at the hospital. How you doing, sis?